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"Visitors like you are too rare." | Dr. Aziz | the first place to Ronny.<|quote|>"Visitors like you are too rare."</|quote|>"They are indeed," said Professor | to have been made in the first place to Ronny.<|quote|>"Visitors like you are too rare."</|quote|>"They are indeed," said Professor Godbole. "Such affability is seldom | meant. To her, as to the three men, it seemed in key with the rest of the conversation, and not for several minutes indeed, not for half an hour did she realize that it was an important remark, and ought to have been made in the first place to Ronny.<|quote|>"Visitors like you are too rare."</|quote|>"They are indeed,"... | We have a proverb in Urdu: What does unhappiness matter when we are all unhappy together?' which comes in conveniently after mangoes. Miss Quested, do wait for mangoes. Why not settle altogether in India?" "I'm afraid I can't do that," said Adela. She made the remark without thinking what it meant. To her, as to the th... | and hoped that he would supplement Dr. Aziz by saying something about religion. But he only ate ate and ate, smiling, never letting his eyes catch sight of his hand. Leaving the Mogul Emperors, Aziz turned to topics that could distress no one. He described the ripening of the mangoes, and how in his boyhood he used to ... | broad-mindedness; she had heard such talk at home in advanced academic circles, deliberately free. She supposed him to be emancipated as well as reliable, and placed him on a pinnacle which he could not retain. He was high enough for the moment, to be sure, but not on any pinnacle. Wings bore him up, and flagging would... | consider human: on these he desired revenge. He was even tender to the English; he knew at the bottom of his heart that they could not help being so cold and odd and circulating like an ice stream through his land. "We punish no one, no one," he repeated, "and in the evening we will give a great banquet with a nautch a... | tea at a little distance from the outcasts, from a low table placed slightly behind him, to which he stretched back, and as it were encountered food by accident; all feigned indifference to Professor Godbole's tea. He was elderly and wizen with a grey moustache and grey-blue eyes, and his complexion was as fair as a Eu... | A Passage To India |
"They are indeed," | Professor Godbole | like you are too rare."<|quote|>"They are indeed,"</|quote|>said Professor Godbole. "Such affability | first place to Ronny. "Visitors like you are too rare."<|quote|>"They are indeed,"</|quote|>said Professor Godbole. "Such affability is seldom seen. But what | three men, it seemed in key with the rest of the conversation, and not for several minutes indeed, not for half an hour did she realize that it was an important remark, and ought to have been made in the first place to Ronny. "Visitors like you are too rare."<|quote|>"They are indeed,"</|quote|>said Professor Godbole. ... | What does unhappiness matter when we are all unhappy together?' which comes in conveniently after mangoes. Miss Quested, do wait for mangoes. Why not settle altogether in India?" "I'm afraid I can't do that," said Adela. She made the remark without thinking what it meant. To her, as to the three men, it seemed in key w... | Dr. Aziz by saying something about religion. But he only ate ate and ate, smiling, never letting his eyes catch sight of his hand. Leaving the Mogul Emperors, Aziz turned to topics that could distress no one. He described the ripening of the mangoes, and how in his boyhood he used to run out in the Rains to a big mango... | at home in advanced academic circles, deliberately free. She supposed him to be emancipated as well as reliable, and placed him on a pinnacle which he could not retain. He was high enough for the moment, to be sure, but not on any pinnacle. Wings bore him up, and flagging would deposit him. The arrival of Professor God... | revenge. He was even tender to the English; he knew at the bottom of his heart that they could not help being so cold and odd and circulating like an ice stream through his land. "We punish no one, no one," he repeated, "and in the evening we will give a great banquet with a nautch and lovely girls shall shine on every... | not even want to pull him up; he had dulled his craving for verbal truth and cared chiefly for truth of mood. As for Miss Quested, she accepted everything Aziz said as true verbally. In her ignorance, she regarded him as "India," and never surmised that his outlook was limited and his method inaccurate, and that no one... | A Passage To India |
said Professor Godbole. | No speaker | too rare." "They are indeed,"<|quote|>said Professor Godbole.</|quote|>"Such affability is seldom seen. | Ronny. "Visitors like you are too rare." "They are indeed,"<|quote|>said Professor Godbole.</|quote|>"Such affability is seldom seen. But what can we offer | seemed in key with the rest of the conversation, and not for several minutes indeed, not for half an hour did she realize that it was an important remark, and ought to have been made in the first place to Ronny. "Visitors like you are too rare." "They are indeed,"<|quote|>said Professor Godbole.</|quote|>"Such affabili... | matter when we are all unhappy together?' which comes in conveniently after mangoes. Miss Quested, do wait for mangoes. Why not settle altogether in India?" "I'm afraid I can't do that," said Adela. She made the remark without thinking what it meant. To her, as to the three men, it seemed in key with the rest of the co... | saying something about religion. But he only ate ate and ate, smiling, never letting his eyes catch sight of his hand. Leaving the Mogul Emperors, Aziz turned to topics that could distress no one. He described the ripening of the mangoes, and how in his boyhood he used to run out in the Rains to a big mango grove belon... | advanced academic circles, deliberately free. She supposed him to be emancipated as well as reliable, and placed him on a pinnacle which he could not retain. He was high enough for the moment, to be sure, but not on any pinnacle. Wings bore him up, and flagging would deposit him. The arrival of Professor Godbole quiete... | even tender to the English; he knew at the bottom of his heart that they could not help being so cold and odd and circulating like an ice stream through his land. "We punish no one, no one," he repeated, "and in the evening we will give a great banquet with a nautch and lovely girls shall shine on every side of the tan... | mosque and Fielding's house. Ronny would have pulled him up, Turton would have wanted to pull him up, but restrained himself. Fielding did not even want to pull him up; he had dulled his craving for verbal truth and cared chiefly for truth of mood. As for Miss Quested, she accepted everything Aziz said as true verbally... | A Passage To India |
"Such affability is seldom seen. But what can we offer to detain them?" | Professor Godbole | are indeed," said Professor Godbole.<|quote|>"Such affability is seldom seen. But what can we offer to detain them?"</|quote|>"Mangoes, mangoes." They laughed. "Even | you are too rare." "They are indeed," said Professor Godbole.<|quote|>"Such affability is seldom seen. But what can we offer to detain them?"</|quote|>"Mangoes, mangoes." They laughed. "Even mangoes can be got in | with the rest of the conversation, and not for several minutes indeed, not for half an hour did she realize that it was an important remark, and ought to have been made in the first place to Ronny. "Visitors like you are too rare." "They are indeed," said Professor Godbole.<|quote|>"Such affability is seldom seen. But ... | are all unhappy together?' which comes in conveniently after mangoes. Miss Quested, do wait for mangoes. Why not settle altogether in India?" "I'm afraid I can't do that," said Adela. She made the remark without thinking what it meant. To her, as to the three men, it seemed in key with the rest of the conversation, and... | religion. But he only ate ate and ate, smiling, never letting his eyes catch sight of his hand. Leaving the Mogul Emperors, Aziz turned to topics that could distress no one. He described the ripening of the mangoes, and how in his boyhood he used to run out in the Rains to a big mango grove belonging to an uncle and go... | deliberately free. She supposed him to be emancipated as well as reliable, and placed him on a pinnacle which he could not retain. He was high enough for the moment, to be sure, but not on any pinnacle. Wings bore him up, and flagging would deposit him. The arrival of Professor Godbole quieted him somewhat, but it rema... | the English; he knew at the bottom of his heart that they could not help being so cold and odd and circulating like an ice stream through his land. "We punish no one, no one," he repeated, "and in the evening we will give a great banquet with a nautch and lovely girls shall shine on every side of the tank with firework... | him up, and flagging would deposit him. The arrival of Professor Godbole quieted him somewhat, but it remained his afternoon. The Brahman, polite and enigmatic, did not impede his eloquence, and even applauded it. He took his tea at a little distance from the outcasts, from a low table placed slightly behind him, to wh... | A Passage To India |
"Mangoes, mangoes." | Dr. Aziz | we offer to detain them?"<|quote|>"Mangoes, mangoes."</|quote|>They laughed. "Even mangoes can | seldom seen. But what can we offer to detain them?"<|quote|>"Mangoes, mangoes."</|quote|>They laughed. "Even mangoes can be got in England now," | for half an hour did she realize that it was an important remark, and ought to have been made in the first place to Ronny. "Visitors like you are too rare." "They are indeed," said Professor Godbole. "Such affability is seldom seen. But what can we offer to detain them?"<|quote|>"Mangoes, mangoes."</|quote|>They laughe... | wait for mangoes. Why not settle altogether in India?" "I'm afraid I can't do that," said Adela. She made the remark without thinking what it meant. To her, as to the three men, it seemed in key with the rest of the conversation, and not for several minutes indeed, not for half an hour did she realize that it was an im... | catch sight of his hand. Leaving the Mogul Emperors, Aziz turned to topics that could distress no one. He described the ripening of the mangoes, and how in his boyhood he used to run out in the Rains to a big mango grove belonging to an uncle and gorge there. "Then back with water streaming over you and perhaps rather ... | placed him on a pinnacle which he could not retain. He was high enough for the moment, to be sure, but not on any pinnacle. Wings bore him up, and flagging would deposit him. The arrival of Professor Godbole quieted him somewhat, but it remained his afternoon. The Brahman, polite and enigmatic, did not impede his eloqu... | not help being so cold and odd and circulating like an ice stream through his land. "We punish no one, no one," he repeated, "and in the evening we will give a great banquet with a nautch and lovely girls shall shine on every side of the tank with fireworks in their hands, and all shall be feasting and happiness until ... | table placed slightly behind him, to which he stretched back, and as it were encountered food by accident; all feigned indifference to Professor Godbole's tea. He was elderly and wizen with a grey moustache and grey-blue eyes, and his complexion was as fair as a European's. He wore a turban that looked like pale purple... | A Passage To India |
They laughed. | No speaker | to detain them?" "Mangoes, mangoes."<|quote|>They laughed.</|quote|>"Even mangoes can be got | But what can we offer to detain them?" "Mangoes, mangoes."<|quote|>They laughed.</|quote|>"Even mangoes can be got in England now," put in | an hour did she realize that it was an important remark, and ought to have been made in the first place to Ronny. "Visitors like you are too rare." "They are indeed," said Professor Godbole. "Such affability is seldom seen. But what can we offer to detain them?" "Mangoes, mangoes."<|quote|>They laughed.</|quote|>"Even ... | mangoes. Why not settle altogether in India?" "I'm afraid I can't do that," said Adela. She made the remark without thinking what it meant. To her, as to the three men, it seemed in key with the rest of the conversation, and not for several minutes indeed, not for half an hour did she realize that it was an important r... | of his hand. Leaving the Mogul Emperors, Aziz turned to topics that could distress no one. He described the ripening of the mangoes, and how in his boyhood he used to run out in the Rains to a big mango grove belonging to an uncle and gorge there. "Then back with water streaming over you and perhaps rather a pain insid... | on a pinnacle which he could not retain. He was high enough for the moment, to be sure, but not on any pinnacle. Wings bore him up, and flagging would deposit him. The arrival of Professor Godbole quieted him somewhat, but it remained his afternoon. The Brahman, polite and enigmatic, did not impede his eloquence, and e... | being so cold and odd and circulating like an ice stream through his land. "We punish no one, no one," he repeated, "and in the evening we will give a great banquet with a nautch and lovely girls shall shine on every side of the tank with fireworks in their hands, and all shall be feasting and happiness until the next ... | not impede his eloquence, and even applauded it. He took his tea at a little distance from the outcasts, from a low table placed slightly behind him, to which he stretched back, and as it were encountered food by accident; all feigned indifference to Professor Godbole's tea. He was elderly and wizen with a grey moustac... | A Passage To India |
"Even mangoes can be got in England now," | Cyril Fielding | them?" "Mangoes, mangoes." They laughed.<|quote|>"Even mangoes can be got in England now,"</|quote|>put in Fielding. "They ship | can we offer to detain them?" "Mangoes, mangoes." They laughed.<|quote|>"Even mangoes can be got in England now,"</|quote|>put in Fielding. "They ship them in ice-cold rooms. You | did she realize that it was an important remark, and ought to have been made in the first place to Ronny. "Visitors like you are too rare." "They are indeed," said Professor Godbole. "Such affability is seldom seen. But what can we offer to detain them?" "Mangoes, mangoes." They laughed.<|quote|>"Even mangoes can be go... | not settle altogether in India?" "I'm afraid I can't do that," said Adela. She made the remark without thinking what it meant. To her, as to the three men, it seemed in key with the rest of the conversation, and not for several minutes indeed, not for half an hour did she realize that it was an important remark, and ou... | hand. Leaving the Mogul Emperors, Aziz turned to topics that could distress no one. He described the ripening of the mangoes, and how in his boyhood he used to run out in the Rains to a big mango grove belonging to an uncle and gorge there. "Then back with water streaming over you and perhaps rather a pain inside. But ... | pinnacle which he could not retain. He was high enough for the moment, to be sure, but not on any pinnacle. Wings bore him up, and flagging would deposit him. The arrival of Professor Godbole quieted him somewhat, but it remained his afternoon. The Brahman, polite and enigmatic, did not impede his eloquence, and even a... | cold and odd and circulating like an ice stream through his land. "We punish no one, no one," he repeated, "and in the evening we will give a great banquet with a nautch and lovely girls shall shine on every side of the tank with fireworks in their hands, and all shall be feasting and happiness until the next day, when... | told them of his profession, and of the operations he had witnessed and performed, and he went into details that scared Mrs. Moore, though Miss Quested mistook them for proofs of his broad-mindedness; she had heard such talk at home in advanced academic circles, deliberately free. She supposed him to be emancipated as ... | A Passage To India |
put in Fielding. | No speaker | be got in England now,"<|quote|>put in Fielding.</|quote|>"They ship them in ice-cold | They laughed. "Even mangoes can be got in England now,"<|quote|>put in Fielding.</|quote|>"They ship them in ice-cold rooms. You can make India | remark, and ought to have been made in the first place to Ronny. "Visitors like you are too rare." "They are indeed," said Professor Godbole. "Such affability is seldom seen. But what can we offer to detain them?" "Mangoes, mangoes." They laughed. "Even mangoes can be got in England now,"<|quote|>put in Fielding.</|quo... | can't do that," said Adela. She made the remark without thinking what it meant. To her, as to the three men, it seemed in key with the rest of the conversation, and not for several minutes indeed, not for half an hour did she realize that it was an important remark, and ought to have been made in the first place to Ron... | topics that could distress no one. He described the ripening of the mangoes, and how in his boyhood he used to run out in the Rains to a big mango grove belonging to an uncle and gorge there. "Then back with water streaming over you and perhaps rather a pain inside. But I did not mind. All my friends were paining with ... | high enough for the moment, to be sure, but not on any pinnacle. Wings bore him up, and flagging would deposit him. The arrival of Professor Godbole quieted him somewhat, but it remained his afternoon. The Brahman, polite and enigmatic, did not impede his eloquence, and even applauded it. He took his tea at a little di... | stream through his land. "We punish no one, no one," he repeated, "and in the evening we will give a great banquet with a nautch and lovely girls shall shine on every side of the tank with fireworks in their hands, and all shall be feasting and happiness until the next day, when there shall be justice as before fifty r... | and performed, and he went into details that scared Mrs. Moore, though Miss Quested mistook them for proofs of his broad-mindedness; she had heard such talk at home in advanced academic circles, deliberately free. She supposed him to be emancipated as well as reliable, and placed him on a pinnacle which he could not re... | A Passage To India |
"They ship them in ice-cold rooms. You can make India in England apparently, just as you can make England in India." | Cyril Fielding | England now," put in Fielding.<|quote|>"They ship them in ice-cold rooms. You can make India in England apparently, just as you can make England in India."</|quote|>"Frightfully expensive in both cases," | mangoes can be got in England now," put in Fielding.<|quote|>"They ship them in ice-cold rooms. You can make India in England apparently, just as you can make England in India."</|quote|>"Frightfully expensive in both cases," said the girl. "I suppose | to have been made in the first place to Ronny. "Visitors like you are too rare." "They are indeed," said Professor Godbole. "Such affability is seldom seen. But what can we offer to detain them?" "Mangoes, mangoes." They laughed. "Even mangoes can be got in England now," put in Fielding.<|quote|>"They ship them in ice-... | said Adela. She made the remark without thinking what it meant. To her, as to the three men, it seemed in key with the rest of the conversation, and not for several minutes indeed, not for half an hour did she realize that it was an important remark, and ought to have been made in the first place to Ronny. "Visitors li... | distress no one. He described the ripening of the mangoes, and how in his boyhood he used to run out in the Rains to a big mango grove belonging to an uncle and gorge there. "Then back with water streaming over you and perhaps rather a pain inside. But I did not mind. All my friends were paining with me. We have a prov... | the moment, to be sure, but not on any pinnacle. Wings bore him up, and flagging would deposit him. The arrival of Professor Godbole quieted him somewhat, but it remained his afternoon. The Brahman, polite and enigmatic, did not impede his eloquence, and even applauded it. He took his tea at a little distance from the ... | land. "We punish no one, no one," he repeated, "and in the evening we will give a great banquet with a nautch and lovely girls shall shine on every side of the tank with fireworks in their hands, and all shall be feasting and happiness until the next day, when there shall be justice as before fifty rupees, a hundred, a... | a little distance from the outcasts, from a low table placed slightly behind him, to which he stretched back, and as it were encountered food by accident; all feigned indifference to Professor Godbole's tea. He was elderly and wizen with a grey moustache and grey-blue eyes, and his complexion was as fair as a European'... | A Passage To India |
"Frightfully expensive in both cases," | Adela Quested | can make England in India."<|quote|>"Frightfully expensive in both cases,"</|quote|>said the girl. "I suppose | England apparently, just as you can make England in India."<|quote|>"Frightfully expensive in both cases,"</|quote|>said the girl. "I suppose so." "And nasty." But the | Godbole. "Such affability is seldom seen. But what can we offer to detain them?" "Mangoes, mangoes." They laughed. "Even mangoes can be got in England now," put in Fielding. "They ship them in ice-cold rooms. You can make India in England apparently, just as you can make England in India."<|quote|>"Frightfully expensiv... | key with the rest of the conversation, and not for several minutes indeed, not for half an hour did she realize that it was an important remark, and ought to have been made in the first place to Ronny. "Visitors like you are too rare." "They are indeed," said Professor Godbole. "Such affability is seldom seen. But what... | the Rains to a big mango grove belonging to an uncle and gorge there. "Then back with water streaming over you and perhaps rather a pain inside. But I did not mind. All my friends were paining with me. We have a proverb in Urdu: What does unhappiness matter when we are all unhappy together?' which comes in conveniently... | of Professor Godbole quieted him somewhat, but it remained his afternoon. The Brahman, polite and enigmatic, did not impede his eloquence, and even applauded it. He took his tea at a little distance from the outcasts, from a low table placed slightly behind him, to which he stretched back, and as it were encountered fo... | nautch and lovely girls shall shine on every side of the tank with fireworks in their hands, and all shall be feasting and happiness until the next day, when there shall be justice as before fifty rupees, a hundred, a thousand till peace comes. Ah, why didn't we live in that time? But are you admiring Mr. Fielding's ho... | hard, and even saying damn when he got mixed up in his sentences. He told them of his profession, and of the operations he had witnessed and performed, and he went into details that scared Mrs. Moore, though Miss Quested mistook them for proofs of his broad-mindedness; she had heard such talk at home in advanced academ... | A Passage To India |
said the girl. | No speaker | "Frightfully expensive in both cases,"<|quote|>said the girl.</|quote|>"I suppose so." "And nasty." | can make England in India." "Frightfully expensive in both cases,"<|quote|>said the girl.</|quote|>"I suppose so." "And nasty." But the host wouldn't allow | seen. But what can we offer to detain them?" "Mangoes, mangoes." They laughed. "Even mangoes can be got in England now," put in Fielding. "They ship them in ice-cold rooms. You can make India in England apparently, just as you can make England in India." "Frightfully expensive in both cases,"<|quote|>said the girl.</|q... | the conversation, and not for several minutes indeed, not for half an hour did she realize that it was an important remark, and ought to have been made in the first place to Ronny. "Visitors like you are too rare." "They are indeed," said Professor Godbole. "Such affability is seldom seen. But what can we offer to deta... | mango grove belonging to an uncle and gorge there. "Then back with water streaming over you and perhaps rather a pain inside. But I did not mind. All my friends were paining with me. We have a proverb in Urdu: What does unhappiness matter when we are all unhappy together?' which comes in conveniently after mangoes. Mis... | somewhat, but it remained his afternoon. The Brahman, polite and enigmatic, did not impede his eloquence, and even applauded it. He took his tea at a little distance from the outcasts, from a low table placed slightly behind him, to which he stretched back, and as it were encountered food by accident; all feigned indif... | shine on every side of the tank with fireworks in their hands, and all shall be feasting and happiness until the next day, when there shall be justice as before fifty rupees, a hundred, a thousand till peace comes. Ah, why didn't we live in that time? But are you admiring Mr. Fielding's house? Do look how the pillars a... | never surmised that his outlook was limited and his method inaccurate, and that no one is India. He was now much excited, chattering away hard, and even saying damn when he got mixed up in his sentences. He told them of his profession, and of the operations he had witnessed and performed, and he went into details that ... | A Passage To India |
"I suppose so." | Cyril Fielding | both cases," said the girl.<|quote|>"I suppose so."</|quote|>"And nasty." But the host | in India." "Frightfully expensive in both cases," said the girl.<|quote|>"I suppose so."</|quote|>"And nasty." But the host wouldn't allow the conversation to | can we offer to detain them?" "Mangoes, mangoes." They laughed. "Even mangoes can be got in England now," put in Fielding. "They ship them in ice-cold rooms. You can make India in England apparently, just as you can make England in India." "Frightfully expensive in both cases," said the girl.<|quote|>"I suppose so."</|... | not for several minutes indeed, not for half an hour did she realize that it was an important remark, and ought to have been made in the first place to Ronny. "Visitors like you are too rare." "They are indeed," said Professor Godbole. "Such affability is seldom seen. But what can we offer to detain them?" "Mangoes, ma... | to an uncle and gorge there. "Then back with water streaming over you and perhaps rather a pain inside. But I did not mind. All my friends were paining with me. We have a proverb in Urdu: What does unhappiness matter when we are all unhappy together?' which comes in conveniently after mangoes. Miss Quested, do wait for... | remained his afternoon. The Brahman, polite and enigmatic, did not impede his eloquence, and even applauded it. He took his tea at a little distance from the outcasts, from a low table placed slightly behind him, to which he stretched back, and as it were encountered food by accident; all feigned indifference to Profes... | side of the tank with fireworks in their hands, and all shall be feasting and happiness until the next day, when there shall be justice as before fifty rupees, a hundred, a thousand till peace comes. Ah, why didn't we live in that time? But are you admiring Mr. Fielding's house? Do look how the pillars are painted blue... | harmony as if he had reconciled the products of East and West, mental as well as physical, and could never be discomposed. The ladies were interested in him, and hoped that he would supplement Dr. Aziz by saying something about religion. But he only ate ate and ate, smiling, never letting his eyes catch sight of his ha... | A Passage To India |
"And nasty." | Adela Quested | the girl. "I suppose so."<|quote|>"And nasty."</|quote|>But the host wouldn't allow | expensive in both cases," said the girl. "I suppose so."<|quote|>"And nasty."</|quote|>But the host wouldn't allow the conversation to take this | to detain them?" "Mangoes, mangoes." They laughed. "Even mangoes can be got in England now," put in Fielding. "They ship them in ice-cold rooms. You can make India in England apparently, just as you can make England in India." "Frightfully expensive in both cases," said the girl. "I suppose so."<|quote|>"And nasty."</|... | minutes indeed, not for half an hour did she realize that it was an important remark, and ought to have been made in the first place to Ronny. "Visitors like you are too rare." "They are indeed," said Professor Godbole. "Such affability is seldom seen. But what can we offer to detain them?" "Mangoes, mangoes." They lau... | and gorge there. "Then back with water streaming over you and perhaps rather a pain inside. But I did not mind. All my friends were paining with me. We have a proverb in Urdu: What does unhappiness matter when we are all unhappy together?' which comes in conveniently after mangoes. Miss Quested, do wait for mangoes. Wh... | The Brahman, polite and enigmatic, did not impede his eloquence, and even applauded it. He took his tea at a little distance from the outcasts, from a low table placed slightly behind him, to which he stretched back, and as it were encountered food by accident; all feigned indifference to Professor Godbole's tea. He wa... | tank with fireworks in their hands, and all shall be feasting and happiness until the next day, when there shall be justice as before fifty rupees, a hundred, a thousand till peace comes. Ah, why didn't we live in that time? But are you admiring Mr. Fielding's house? Do look how the pillars are painted blue, and the ve... | distance from the outcasts, from a low table placed slightly behind him, to which he stretched back, and as it were encountered food by accident; all feigned indifference to Professor Godbole's tea. He was elderly and wizen with a grey moustache and grey-blue eyes, and his complexion was as fair as a European's. He wor... | A Passage To India |
But the host wouldn't allow the conversation to take this heavy turn. He turned to the old lady, who looked flustered and put out he could not imagine why and asked about her own plans. She replied that she should like to see over the College. Everyone immediately rose, with the exception of Professor Godbole, who was ... | No speaker | "I suppose so." "And nasty."<|quote|>But the host wouldn't allow the conversation to take this heavy turn. He turned to the old lady, who looked flustered and put out he could not imagine why and asked about her own plans. She replied that she should like to see over the College. Everyone immediately rose, with the exc... | both cases," said the girl. "I suppose so." "And nasty."<|quote|>But the host wouldn't allow the conversation to take this heavy turn. He turned to the old lady, who looked flustered and put out he could not imagine why and asked about her own plans. She replied that she should like to see over the College. Everyone im... | them?" "Mangoes, mangoes." They laughed. "Even mangoes can be got in England now," put in Fielding. "They ship them in ice-cold rooms. You can make India in England apparently, just as you can make England in India." "Frightfully expensive in both cases," said the girl. "I suppose so." "And nasty."<|quote|>But the host... | not for half an hour did she realize that it was an important remark, and ought to have been made in the first place to Ronny. "Visitors like you are too rare." "They are indeed," said Professor Godbole. "Such affability is seldom seen. But what can we offer to detain them?" "Mangoes, mangoes." They laughed. "Even mang... | there. "Then back with water streaming over you and perhaps rather a pain inside. But I did not mind. All my friends were paining with me. We have a proverb in Urdu: What does unhappiness matter when we are all unhappy together?' which comes in conveniently after mangoes. Miss Quested, do wait for mangoes. Why not sett... | polite and enigmatic, did not impede his eloquence, and even applauded it. He took his tea at a little distance from the outcasts, from a low table placed slightly behind him, to which he stretched back, and as it were encountered food by accident; all feigned indifference to Professor Godbole's tea. He was elderly and... | fireworks in their hands, and all shall be feasting and happiness until the next day, when there shall be justice as before fifty rupees, a hundred, a thousand till peace comes. Ah, why didn't we live in that time? But are you admiring Mr. Fielding's house? Do look how the pillars are painted blue, and the verandah's p... | letting his eyes catch sight of his hand. Leaving the Mogul Emperors, Aziz turned to topics that could distress no one. He described the ripening of the mangoes, and how in his boyhood he used to run out in the Rains to a big mango grove belonging to an uncle and gorge there. "Then back with water streaming over you an... | A Passage To India |
"Don't you come too, Adela; you dislike institutions." | Mrs. Moore | who was finishing a banana.<|quote|>"Don't you come too, Adela; you dislike institutions."</|quote|>"Yes, that is so," said | the exception of Professor Godbole, who was finishing a banana.<|quote|>"Don't you come too, Adela; you dislike institutions."</|quote|>"Yes, that is so," said Miss Quested, and sat down | heavy turn. He turned to the old lady, who looked flustered and put out he could not imagine why and asked about her own plans. She replied that she should like to see over the College. Everyone immediately rose, with the exception of Professor Godbole, who was finishing a banana.<|quote|>"Don't you come too, Adela; yo... | in England now," put in Fielding. "They ship them in ice-cold rooms. You can make India in England apparently, just as you can make England in India." "Frightfully expensive in both cases," said the girl. "I suppose so." "And nasty." But the host wouldn't allow the conversation to take this heavy turn. He turned to the... | "I'm afraid I can't do that," said Adela. She made the remark without thinking what it meant. To her, as to the three men, it seemed in key with the rest of the conversation, and not for several minutes indeed, not for half an hour did she realize that it was an important remark, and ought to have been made in the firs... | and grey-blue eyes, and his complexion was as fair as a European's. He wore a turban that looked like pale purple macaroni, coat, waistcoat, dhoti, socks with clocks. The clocks matched the turban, and his whole appearance suggested harmony as if he had reconciled the products of East and West, mental as well as physic... | you call them? that are above us inside are blue also. Look at the carving on the pavilions. Think of the hours it took. Their little roofs are curved to imitate bamboo. So pretty and the bamboos waving by the tank outside. Mrs. Moore! Mrs. Moore!" "Well?" she said, laughing. "You remember the water by our mosque? It c... | The Brahman, polite and enigmatic, did not impede his eloquence, and even applauded it. He took his tea at a little distance from the outcasts, from a low table placed slightly behind him, to which he stretched back, and as it were encountered food by accident; all feigned indifference to Professor Godbole's tea. He wa... | A Passage To India |
"Yes, that is so," | Adela Quested | too, Adela; you dislike institutions."<|quote|>"Yes, that is so,"</|quote|>said Miss Quested, and sat | a banana. "Don't you come too, Adela; you dislike institutions."<|quote|>"Yes, that is so,"</|quote|>said Miss Quested, and sat down again. Aziz hesitated. His | who looked flustered and put out he could not imagine why and asked about her own plans. She replied that she should like to see over the College. Everyone immediately rose, with the exception of Professor Godbole, who was finishing a banana. "Don't you come too, Adela; you dislike institutions."<|quote|>"Yes, that is ... | them in ice-cold rooms. You can make India in England apparently, just as you can make England in India." "Frightfully expensive in both cases," said the girl. "I suppose so." "And nasty." But the host wouldn't allow the conversation to take this heavy turn. He turned to the old lady, who looked flustered and put out h... | She made the remark without thinking what it meant. To her, as to the three men, it seemed in key with the rest of the conversation, and not for several minutes indeed, not for half an hour did she realize that it was an important remark, and ought to have been made in the first place to Ronny. "Visitors like you are t... | fair as a European's. He wore a turban that looked like pale purple macaroni, coat, waistcoat, dhoti, socks with clocks. The clocks matched the turban, and his whole appearance suggested harmony as if he had reconciled the products of East and West, mental as well as physical, and could never be discomposed. The ladies... | are blue also. Look at the carving on the pavilions. Think of the hours it took. Their little roofs are curved to imitate bamboo. So pretty and the bamboos waving by the tank outside. Mrs. Moore! Mrs. Moore!" "Well?" she said, laughing. "You remember the water by our mosque? It comes down and fills this tank a skilful ... | for the moment, to be sure, but not on any pinnacle. Wings bore him up, and flagging would deposit him. The arrival of Professor Godbole quieted him somewhat, but it remained his afternoon. The Brahman, polite and enigmatic, did not impede his eloquence, and even applauded it. He took his tea at a little distance from ... | A Passage To India |
said Miss Quested, and sat down again. Aziz hesitated. His audience was splitting up. The more familiar half was going, but the more attentive remained. Reflecting that it was an "unconventional" afternoon, he stopped. Talk went on as before. Could one offer the visitors unripe mangoes in a fool? | No speaker | institutions." "Yes, that is so,"<|quote|>said Miss Quested, and sat down again. Aziz hesitated. His audience was splitting up. The more familiar half was going, but the more attentive remained. Reflecting that it was an "unconventional" afternoon, he stopped. Talk went on as before. Could one offer the visitors unripe... | come too, Adela; you dislike institutions." "Yes, that is so,"<|quote|>said Miss Quested, and sat down again. Aziz hesitated. His audience was splitting up. The more familiar half was going, but the more attentive remained. Reflecting that it was an "unconventional" afternoon, he stopped. Talk went on as before. Could ... | put out he could not imagine why and asked about her own plans. She replied that she should like to see over the College. Everyone immediately rose, with the exception of Professor Godbole, who was finishing a banana. "Don't you come too, Adela; you dislike institutions." "Yes, that is so,"<|quote|>said Miss Quested, a... | You can make India in England apparently, just as you can make England in India." "Frightfully expensive in both cases," said the girl. "I suppose so." "And nasty." But the host wouldn't allow the conversation to take this heavy turn. He turned to the old lady, who looked flustered and put out he could not imagine why ... | without thinking what it meant. To her, as to the three men, it seemed in key with the rest of the conversation, and not for several minutes indeed, not for half an hour did she realize that it was an important remark, and ought to have been made in the first place to Ronny. "Visitors like you are too rare." "They are ... | He wore a turban that looked like pale purple macaroni, coat, waistcoat, dhoti, socks with clocks. The clocks matched the turban, and his whole appearance suggested harmony as if he had reconciled the products of East and West, mental as well as physical, and could never be discomposed. The ladies were interested in hi... | at the carving on the pavilions. Think of the hours it took. Their little roofs are curved to imitate bamboo. So pretty and the bamboos waving by the tank outside. Mrs. Moore! Mrs. Moore!" "Well?" she said, laughing. "You remember the water by our mosque? It comes down and fills this tank a skilful arrangement of the E... | with water streaming over you and perhaps rather a pain inside. But I did not mind. All my friends were paining with me. We have a proverb in Urdu: What does unhappiness matter when we are all unhappy together?' which comes in conveniently after mangoes. Miss Quested, do wait for mangoes. Why not settle altogether in I... | A Passage To India |
"I speak now as a doctor: no." | Dr. Aziz | unripe mangoes in a fool?<|quote|>"I speak now as a doctor: no."</|quote|>Then the old man said, | Could one offer the visitors unripe mangoes in a fool?<|quote|>"I speak now as a doctor: no."</|quote|>Then the old man said, "But I will send you | so," said Miss Quested, and sat down again. Aziz hesitated. His audience was splitting up. The more familiar half was going, but the more attentive remained. Reflecting that it was an "unconventional" afternoon, he stopped. Talk went on as before. Could one offer the visitors unripe mangoes in a fool?<|quote|>"I speak ... | and put out he could not imagine why and asked about her own plans. She replied that she should like to see over the College. Everyone immediately rose, with the exception of Professor Godbole, who was finishing a banana. "Don't you come too, Adela; you dislike institutions." "Yes, that is so," said Miss Quested, and s... | the first place to Ronny. "Visitors like you are too rare." "They are indeed," said Professor Godbole. "Such affability is seldom seen. But what can we offer to detain them?" "Mangoes, mangoes." They laughed. "Even mangoes can be got in England now," put in Fielding. "They ship them in ice-cold rooms. You can make Indi... | ladies were interested in him, and hoped that he would supplement Dr. Aziz by saying something about religion. But he only ate ate and ate, smiling, never letting his eyes catch sight of his hand. Leaving the Mogul Emperors, Aziz turned to topics that could distress no one. He described the ripening of the mangoes, and... | fills this tank a skilful arrangement of the Emperors. They stopped here going down into Bengal. They loved water. Wherever they went they created fountains, gardens, hammams. I was telling Mr. Fielding I would give anything to serve them." He was wrong about the water, which no Emperor, however skilful, can cause to g... | wore a turban that looked like pale purple macaroni, coat, waistcoat, dhoti, socks with clocks. The clocks matched the turban, and his whole appearance suggested harmony as if he had reconciled the products of East and West, mental as well as physical, and could never be discomposed. The ladies were interested in him, ... | A Passage To India |
Then the old man said, | No speaker | now as a doctor: no."<|quote|>Then the old man said,</|quote|>"But I will send you | in a fool? "I speak now as a doctor: no."<|quote|>Then the old man said,</|quote|>"But I will send you up a few healthy sweets. | again. Aziz hesitated. His audience was splitting up. The more familiar half was going, but the more attentive remained. Reflecting that it was an "unconventional" afternoon, he stopped. Talk went on as before. Could one offer the visitors unripe mangoes in a fool? "I speak now as a doctor: no."<|quote|>Then the old ma... | why and asked about her own plans. She replied that she should like to see over the College. Everyone immediately rose, with the exception of Professor Godbole, who was finishing a banana. "Don't you come too, Adela; you dislike institutions." "Yes, that is so," said Miss Quested, and sat down again. Aziz hesitated. Hi... | you are too rare." "They are indeed," said Professor Godbole. "Such affability is seldom seen. But what can we offer to detain them?" "Mangoes, mangoes." They laughed. "Even mangoes can be got in England now," put in Fielding. "They ship them in ice-cold rooms. You can make India in England apparently, just as you can ... | that he would supplement Dr. Aziz by saying something about religion. But he only ate ate and ate, smiling, never letting his eyes catch sight of his hand. Leaving the Mogul Emperors, Aziz turned to topics that could distress no one. He described the ripening of the mangoes, and how in his boyhood he used to run out in... | the Emperors. They stopped here going down into Bengal. They loved water. Wherever they went they created fountains, gardens, hammams. I was telling Mr. Fielding I would give anything to serve them." He was wrong about the water, which no Emperor, however skilful, can cause to gravitate uphill; a depression of some dep... | what it meant. To her, as to the three men, it seemed in key with the rest of the conversation, and not for several minutes indeed, not for half an hour did she realize that it was an important remark, and ought to have been made in the first place to Ronny. "Visitors like you are too rare." "They are indeed," said Pro... | A Passage To India |
"But I will send you up a few healthy sweets. I will give myself that pleasure." | Professor Godbole | Then the old man said,<|quote|>"But I will send you up a few healthy sweets. I will give myself that pleasure."</|quote|>"Miss Quested, Professor Godbole's sweets | now as a doctor: no." Then the old man said,<|quote|>"But I will send you up a few healthy sweets. I will give myself that pleasure."</|quote|>"Miss Quested, Professor Godbole's sweets are delicious," said Aziz sadly, | was splitting up. The more familiar half was going, but the more attentive remained. Reflecting that it was an "unconventional" afternoon, he stopped. Talk went on as before. Could one offer the visitors unripe mangoes in a fool? "I speak now as a doctor: no." Then the old man said,<|quote|>"But I will send you up a fe... | own plans. She replied that she should like to see over the College. Everyone immediately rose, with the exception of Professor Godbole, who was finishing a banana. "Don't you come too, Adela; you dislike institutions." "Yes, that is so," said Miss Quested, and sat down again. Aziz hesitated. His audience was splitting... | are indeed," said Professor Godbole. "Such affability is seldom seen. But what can we offer to detain them?" "Mangoes, mangoes." They laughed. "Even mangoes can be got in England now," put in Fielding. "They ship them in ice-cold rooms. You can make India in England apparently, just as you can make England in India." "... | Aziz by saying something about religion. But he only ate ate and ate, smiling, never letting his eyes catch sight of his hand. Leaving the Mogul Emperors, Aziz turned to topics that could distress no one. He described the ripening of the mangoes, and how in his boyhood he used to run out in the Rains to a big mango gro... | going down into Bengal. They loved water. Wherever they went they created fountains, gardens, hammams. I was telling Mr. Fielding I would give anything to serve them." He was wrong about the water, which no Emperor, however skilful, can cause to gravitate uphill; a depression of some depth together with the whole of Ch... | it remained his afternoon. The Brahman, polite and enigmatic, did not impede his eloquence, and even applauded it. He took his tea at a little distance from the outcasts, from a low table placed slightly behind him, to which he stretched back, and as it were encountered food by accident; all feigned indifference to Pro... | A Passage To India |
"Miss Quested, Professor Godbole's sweets are delicious," | Dr. Aziz | will give myself that pleasure."<|quote|>"Miss Quested, Professor Godbole's sweets are delicious,"</|quote|>said Aziz sadly, for he | a few healthy sweets. I will give myself that pleasure."<|quote|>"Miss Quested, Professor Godbole's sweets are delicious,"</|quote|>said Aziz sadly, for he wanted to send sweets too | it was an "unconventional" afternoon, he stopped. Talk went on as before. Could one offer the visitors unripe mangoes in a fool? "I speak now as a doctor: no." Then the old man said, "But I will send you up a few healthy sweets. I will give myself that pleasure."<|quote|>"Miss Quested, Professor Godbole's sweets are de... | with the exception of Professor Godbole, who was finishing a banana. "Don't you come too, Adela; you dislike institutions." "Yes, that is so," said Miss Quested, and sat down again. Aziz hesitated. His audience was splitting up. The more familiar half was going, but the more attentive remained. Reflecting that it was a... | detain them?" "Mangoes, mangoes." They laughed. "Even mangoes can be got in England now," put in Fielding. "They ship them in ice-cold rooms. You can make India in England apparently, just as you can make England in India." "Frightfully expensive in both cases," said the girl. "I suppose so." "And nasty." But the host ... | his eyes catch sight of his hand. Leaving the Mogul Emperors, Aziz turned to topics that could distress no one. He described the ripening of the mangoes, and how in his boyhood he used to run out in the Rains to a big mango grove belonging to an uncle and gorge there. "Then back with water streaming over you and perhap... | was telling Mr. Fielding I would give anything to serve them." He was wrong about the water, which no Emperor, however skilful, can cause to gravitate uphill; a depression of some depth together with the whole of Chandrapore lay between the mosque and Fielding's house. Ronny would have pulled him up, Turton would have ... | The ladies were interested in him, and hoped that he would supplement Dr. Aziz by saying something about religion. But he only ate ate and ate, smiling, never letting his eyes catch sight of his hand. Leaving the Mogul Emperors, Aziz turned to topics that could distress no one. He described the ripening of the mangoes,... | A Passage To India |
said Aziz sadly, for he wanted to send sweets too and had no wife to cook them. | No speaker | Professor Godbole's sweets are delicious,"<|quote|>said Aziz sadly, for he wanted to send sweets too and had no wife to cook them.</|quote|>"They will give you a | myself that pleasure." "Miss Quested, Professor Godbole's sweets are delicious,"<|quote|>said Aziz sadly, for he wanted to send sweets too and had no wife to cook them.</|quote|>"They will give you a real Indian treat. Ah, in | Talk went on as before. Could one offer the visitors unripe mangoes in a fool? "I speak now as a doctor: no." Then the old man said, "But I will send you up a few healthy sweets. I will give myself that pleasure." "Miss Quested, Professor Godbole's sweets are delicious,"<|quote|>said Aziz sadly, for he wanted to send s... | was finishing a banana. "Don't you come too, Adela; you dislike institutions." "Yes, that is so," said Miss Quested, and sat down again. Aziz hesitated. His audience was splitting up. The more familiar half was going, but the more attentive remained. Reflecting that it was an "unconventional" afternoon, he stopped. Tal... | mangoes can be got in England now," put in Fielding. "They ship them in ice-cold rooms. You can make India in England apparently, just as you can make England in India." "Frightfully expensive in both cases," said the girl. "I suppose so." "And nasty." But the host wouldn't allow the conversation to take this heavy tur... | Leaving the Mogul Emperors, Aziz turned to topics that could distress no one. He described the ripening of the mangoes, and how in his boyhood he used to run out in the Rains to a big mango grove belonging to an uncle and gorge there. "Then back with water streaming over you and perhaps rather a pain inside. But I did ... | anything to serve them." He was wrong about the water, which no Emperor, however skilful, can cause to gravitate uphill; a depression of some depth together with the whole of Chandrapore lay between the mosque and Fielding's house. Ronny would have pulled him up, Turton would have wanted to pull him up, but restrained ... | little distance from the outcasts, from a low table placed slightly behind him, to which he stretched back, and as it were encountered food by accident; all feigned indifference to Professor Godbole's tea. He was elderly and wizen with a grey moustache and grey-blue eyes, and his complexion was as fair as a European's.... | A Passage To India |
"They will give you a real Indian treat. Ah, in my poor position I can give you nothing." | Dr. Aziz | no wife to cook them.<|quote|>"They will give you a real Indian treat. Ah, in my poor position I can give you nothing."</|quote|>"I don't know why you | send sweets too and had no wife to cook them.<|quote|>"They will give you a real Indian treat. Ah, in my poor position I can give you nothing."</|quote|>"I don't know why you say that, when you have | now as a doctor: no." Then the old man said, "But I will send you up a few healthy sweets. I will give myself that pleasure." "Miss Quested, Professor Godbole's sweets are delicious," said Aziz sadly, for he wanted to send sweets too and had no wife to cook them.<|quote|>"They will give you a real Indian treat. Ah, in ... | Miss Quested, and sat down again. Aziz hesitated. His audience was splitting up. The more familiar half was going, but the more attentive remained. Reflecting that it was an "unconventional" afternoon, he stopped. Talk went on as before. Could one offer the visitors unripe mangoes in a fool? "I speak now as a doctor: n... | can make India in England apparently, just as you can make England in India." "Frightfully expensive in both cases," said the girl. "I suppose so." "And nasty." But the host wouldn't allow the conversation to take this heavy turn. He turned to the old lady, who looked flustered and put out he could not imagine why and ... | of the mangoes, and how in his boyhood he used to run out in the Rains to a big mango grove belonging to an uncle and gorge there. "Then back with water streaming over you and perhaps rather a pain inside. But I did not mind. All my friends were paining with me. We have a proverb in Urdu: What does unhappiness matter w... | to gravitate uphill; a depression of some depth together with the whole of Chandrapore lay between the mosque and Fielding's house. Ronny would have pulled him up, Turton would have wanted to pull him up, but restrained himself. Fielding did not even want to pull him up; he had dulled his craving for verbal truth and c... | his tea at a little distance from the outcasts, from a low table placed slightly behind him, to which he stretched back, and as it were encountered food by accident; all feigned indifference to Professor Godbole's tea. He was elderly and wizen with a grey moustache and grey-blue eyes, and his complexion was as fair as ... | A Passage To India |
"I don't know why you say that, when you have so kindly asked us to your house." | Adela Quested | I can give you nothing."<|quote|>"I don't know why you say that, when you have so kindly asked us to your house."</|quote|>He thought again of his | Ah, in my poor position I can give you nothing."<|quote|>"I don't know why you say that, when you have so kindly asked us to your house."</|quote|>He thought again of his bungalow with horror. Good heavens, | healthy sweets. I will give myself that pleasure." "Miss Quested, Professor Godbole's sweets are delicious," said Aziz sadly, for he wanted to send sweets too and had no wife to cook them. "They will give you a real Indian treat. Ah, in my poor position I can give you nothing."<|quote|>"I don't know why you say that, w... | going, but the more attentive remained. Reflecting that it was an "unconventional" afternoon, he stopped. Talk went on as before. Could one offer the visitors unripe mangoes in a fool? "I speak now as a doctor: no." Then the old man said, "But I will send you up a few healthy sweets. I will give myself that pleasure." ... | cases," said the girl. "I suppose so." "And nasty." But the host wouldn't allow the conversation to take this heavy turn. He turned to the old lady, who looked flustered and put out he could not imagine why and asked about her own plans. She replied that she should like to see over the College. Everyone immediately ros... | big mango grove belonging to an uncle and gorge there. "Then back with water streaming over you and perhaps rather a pain inside. But I did not mind. All my friends were paining with me. We have a proverb in Urdu: What does unhappiness matter when we are all unhappy together?' which comes in conveniently after mangoes.... | and Fielding's house. Ronny would have pulled him up, Turton would have wanted to pull him up, but restrained himself. Fielding did not even want to pull him up; he had dulled his craving for verbal truth and cared chiefly for truth of mood. As for Miss Quested, she accepted everything Aziz said as true verbally. In he... | that it was an important remark, and ought to have been made in the first place to Ronny. "Visitors like you are too rare." "They are indeed," said Professor Godbole. "Such affability is seldom seen. But what can we offer to detain them?" "Mangoes, mangoes." They laughed. "Even mangoes can be got in England now," put i... | A Passage To India |
He thought again of his bungalow with horror. Good heavens, the stupid girl had taken him at his word! What was he to do? | No speaker | asked us to your house."<|quote|>He thought again of his bungalow with horror. Good heavens, the stupid girl had taken him at his word! What was he to do?</|quote|>"Yes, all that is settled," | when you have so kindly asked us to your house."<|quote|>He thought again of his bungalow with horror. Good heavens, the stupid girl had taken him at his word! What was he to do?</|quote|>"Yes, all that is settled," he cried. "I invite you | sadly, for he wanted to send sweets too and had no wife to cook them. "They will give you a real Indian treat. Ah, in my poor position I can give you nothing." "I don't know why you say that, when you have so kindly asked us to your house."<|quote|>He thought again of his bungalow with horror. Good heavens, the stupid ... | on as before. Could one offer the visitors unripe mangoes in a fool? "I speak now as a doctor: no." Then the old man said, "But I will send you up a few healthy sweets. I will give myself that pleasure." "Miss Quested, Professor Godbole's sweets are delicious," said Aziz sadly, for he wanted to send sweets too and had ... | take this heavy turn. He turned to the old lady, who looked flustered and put out he could not imagine why and asked about her own plans. She replied that she should like to see over the College. Everyone immediately rose, with the exception of Professor Godbole, who was finishing a banana. "Don't you come too, Adela; ... | and perhaps rather a pain inside. But I did not mind. All my friends were paining with me. We have a proverb in Urdu: What does unhappiness matter when we are all unhappy together?' which comes in conveniently after mangoes. Miss Quested, do wait for mangoes. Why not settle altogether in India?" "I'm afraid I can't do ... | but restrained himself. Fielding did not even want to pull him up; he had dulled his craving for verbal truth and cared chiefly for truth of mood. As for Miss Quested, she accepted everything Aziz said as true verbally. In her ignorance, she regarded him as "India," and never surmised that his outlook was limited and h... | as a European's. He wore a turban that looked like pale purple macaroni, coat, waistcoat, dhoti, socks with clocks. The clocks matched the turban, and his whole appearance suggested harmony as if he had reconciled the products of East and West, mental as well as physical, and could never be discomposed. The ladies were... | A Passage To India |
"Yes, all that is settled," | Dr. Aziz | What was he to do?<|quote|>"Yes, all that is settled,"</|quote|>he cried. "I invite you | taken him at his word! What was he to do?<|quote|>"Yes, all that is settled,"</|quote|>he cried. "I invite you all to see me in | in my poor position I can give you nothing." "I don't know why you say that, when you have so kindly asked us to your house." He thought again of his bungalow with horror. Good heavens, the stupid girl had taken him at his word! What was he to do?<|quote|>"Yes, all that is settled,"</|quote|>he cried. "I invite you all... | said, "But I will send you up a few healthy sweets. I will give myself that pleasure." "Miss Quested, Professor Godbole's sweets are delicious," said Aziz sadly, for he wanted to send sweets too and had no wife to cook them. "They will give you a real Indian treat. Ah, in my poor position I can give you nothing." "I do... | her own plans. She replied that she should like to see over the College. Everyone immediately rose, with the exception of Professor Godbole, who was finishing a banana. "Don't you come too, Adela; you dislike institutions." "Yes, that is so," said Miss Quested, and sat down again. Aziz hesitated. His audience was split... | What does unhappiness matter when we are all unhappy together?' which comes in conveniently after mangoes. Miss Quested, do wait for mangoes. Why not settle altogether in India?" "I'm afraid I can't do that," said Adela. She made the remark without thinking what it meant. To her, as to the three men, it seemed in key w... | truth of mood. As for Miss Quested, she accepted everything Aziz said as true verbally. In her ignorance, she regarded him as "India," and never surmised that his outlook was limited and his method inaccurate, and that no one is India. He was now much excited, chattering away hard, and even saying damn when he got mixe... | altogether in India?" "I'm afraid I can't do that," said Adela. She made the remark without thinking what it meant. To her, as to the three men, it seemed in key with the rest of the conversation, and not for several minutes indeed, not for half an hour did she realize that it was an important remark, and ought to have... | A Passage To India |
he cried. | No speaker | "Yes, all that is settled,"<|quote|>he cried.</|quote|>"I invite you all to | What was he to do? "Yes, all that is settled,"<|quote|>he cried.</|quote|>"I invite you all to see me in the Marabar | can give you nothing." "I don't know why you say that, when you have so kindly asked us to your house." He thought again of his bungalow with horror. Good heavens, the stupid girl had taken him at his word! What was he to do? "Yes, all that is settled,"<|quote|>he cried.</|quote|>"I invite you all to see me in the Mara... | you up a few healthy sweets. I will give myself that pleasure." "Miss Quested, Professor Godbole's sweets are delicious," said Aziz sadly, for he wanted to send sweets too and had no wife to cook them. "They will give you a real Indian treat. Ah, in my poor position I can give you nothing." "I don't know why you say th... | that she should like to see over the College. Everyone immediately rose, with the exception of Professor Godbole, who was finishing a banana. "Don't you come too, Adela; you dislike institutions." "Yes, that is so," said Miss Quested, and sat down again. Aziz hesitated. His audience was splitting up. The more familiar ... | we are all unhappy together?' which comes in conveniently after mangoes. Miss Quested, do wait for mangoes. Why not settle altogether in India?" "I'm afraid I can't do that," said Adela. She made the remark without thinking what it meant. To her, as to the three men, it seemed in key with the rest of the conversation, ... | Miss Quested, she accepted everything Aziz said as true verbally. In her ignorance, she regarded him as "India," and never surmised that his outlook was limited and his method inaccurate, and that no one is India. He was now much excited, chattering away hard, and even saying damn when he got mixed up in his sentences.... | can make England in India." "Frightfully expensive in both cases," said the girl. "I suppose so." "And nasty." But the host wouldn't allow the conversation to take this heavy turn. He turned to the old lady, who looked flustered and put out he could not imagine why and asked about her own plans. She replied that she sh... | A Passage To India |
"I invite you all to see me in the Marabar Caves." | Dr. Aziz | that is settled," he cried.<|quote|>"I invite you all to see me in the Marabar Caves."</|quote|>"I shall be delighted." "Oh, | he to do? "Yes, all that is settled," he cried.<|quote|>"I invite you all to see me in the Marabar Caves."</|quote|>"I shall be delighted." "Oh, that is a most magnificent | you nothing." "I don't know why you say that, when you have so kindly asked us to your house." He thought again of his bungalow with horror. Good heavens, the stupid girl had taken him at his word! What was he to do? "Yes, all that is settled," he cried.<|quote|>"I invite you all to see me in the Marabar Caves."</|quot... | a few healthy sweets. I will give myself that pleasure." "Miss Quested, Professor Godbole's sweets are delicious," said Aziz sadly, for he wanted to send sweets too and had no wife to cook them. "They will give you a real Indian treat. Ah, in my poor position I can give you nothing." "I don't know why you say that, whe... | should like to see over the College. Everyone immediately rose, with the exception of Professor Godbole, who was finishing a banana. "Don't you come too, Adela; you dislike institutions." "Yes, that is so," said Miss Quested, and sat down again. Aziz hesitated. His audience was splitting up. The more familiar half was ... | all unhappy together?' which comes in conveniently after mangoes. Miss Quested, do wait for mangoes. Why not settle altogether in India?" "I'm afraid I can't do that," said Adela. She made the remark without thinking what it meant. To her, as to the three men, it seemed in key with the rest of the conversation, and not... | she accepted everything Aziz said as true verbally. In her ignorance, she regarded him as "India," and never surmised that his outlook was limited and his method inaccurate, and that no one is India. He was now much excited, chattering away hard, and even saying damn when he got mixed up in his sentences. He told them ... | not mind. All my friends were paining with me. We have a proverb in Urdu: What does unhappiness matter when we are all unhappy together?' which comes in conveniently after mangoes. Miss Quested, do wait for mangoes. Why not settle altogether in India?" "I'm afraid I can't do that," said Adela. She made the remark witho... | A Passage To India |
"I shall be delighted." | Adela Quested | me in the Marabar Caves."<|quote|>"I shall be delighted."</|quote|>"Oh, that is a most | invite you all to see me in the Marabar Caves."<|quote|>"I shall be delighted."</|quote|>"Oh, that is a most magnificent entertainment compared to my | have so kindly asked us to your house." He thought again of his bungalow with horror. Good heavens, the stupid girl had taken him at his word! What was he to do? "Yes, all that is settled," he cried. "I invite you all to see me in the Marabar Caves."<|quote|>"I shall be delighted."</|quote|>"Oh, that is a most magnific... | Quested, Professor Godbole's sweets are delicious," said Aziz sadly, for he wanted to send sweets too and had no wife to cook them. "They will give you a real Indian treat. Ah, in my poor position I can give you nothing." "I don't know why you say that, when you have so kindly asked us to your house." He thought again ... | the exception of Professor Godbole, who was finishing a banana. "Don't you come too, Adela; you dislike institutions." "Yes, that is so," said Miss Quested, and sat down again. Aziz hesitated. His audience was splitting up. The more familiar half was going, but the more attentive remained. Reflecting that it was an "un... | do wait for mangoes. Why not settle altogether in India?" "I'm afraid I can't do that," said Adela. She made the remark without thinking what it meant. To her, as to the three men, it seemed in key with the rest of the conversation, and not for several minutes indeed, not for half an hour did she realize that it was an... | she regarded him as "India," and never surmised that his outlook was limited and his method inaccurate, and that no one is India. He was now much excited, chattering away hard, and even saying damn when he got mixed up in his sentences. He told them of his profession, and of the operations he had witnessed and performe... | for mangoes. Why not settle altogether in India?" "I'm afraid I can't do that," said Adela. She made the remark without thinking what it meant. To her, as to the three men, it seemed in key with the rest of the conversation, and not for several minutes indeed, not for half an hour did she realize that it was an importa... | A Passage To India |
"Oh, that is a most magnificent entertainment compared to my poor sweets. But has not Miss Quested visited our caves already?" | Professor Godbole | Caves." "I shall be delighted."<|quote|>"Oh, that is a most magnificent entertainment compared to my poor sweets. But has not Miss Quested visited our caves already?"</|quote|>"No. I've not even heard | see me in the Marabar Caves." "I shall be delighted."<|quote|>"Oh, that is a most magnificent entertainment compared to my poor sweets. But has not Miss Quested visited our caves already?"</|quote|>"No. I've not even heard of them." "Not heard of | us to your house." He thought again of his bungalow with horror. Good heavens, the stupid girl had taken him at his word! What was he to do? "Yes, all that is settled," he cried. "I invite you all to see me in the Marabar Caves." "I shall be delighted."<|quote|>"Oh, that is a most magnificent entertainment compared to ... | are delicious," said Aziz sadly, for he wanted to send sweets too and had no wife to cook them. "They will give you a real Indian treat. Ah, in my poor position I can give you nothing." "I don't know why you say that, when you have so kindly asked us to your house." He thought again of his bungalow with horror. Good he... | Godbole, who was finishing a banana. "Don't you come too, Adela; you dislike institutions." "Yes, that is so," said Miss Quested, and sat down again. Aziz hesitated. His audience was splitting up. The more familiar half was going, but the more attentive remained. Reflecting that it was an "unconventional" afternoon, he... | Why not settle altogether in India?" "I'm afraid I can't do that," said Adela. She made the remark without thinking what it meant. To her, as to the three men, it seemed in key with the rest of the conversation, and not for several minutes indeed, not for half an hour did she realize that it was an important remark, an... | "India," and never surmised that his outlook was limited and his method inaccurate, and that no one is India. He was now much excited, chattering away hard, and even saying damn when he got mixed up in his sentences. He told them of his profession, and of the operations he had witnessed and performed, and he went into ... | flustered and put out he could not imagine why and asked about her own plans. She replied that she should like to see over the College. Everyone immediately rose, with the exception of Professor Godbole, who was finishing a banana. "Don't you come too, Adela; you dislike institutions." "Yes, that is so," said Miss Ques... | A Passage To India |
"No. I've not even heard of them." | Adela Quested | Quested visited our caves already?"<|quote|>"No. I've not even heard of them."</|quote|>"Not heard of them?" both | sweets. But has not Miss Quested visited our caves already?"<|quote|>"No. I've not even heard of them."</|quote|>"Not heard of them?" both cried. "The Marabar Caves in | his word! What was he to do? "Yes, all that is settled," he cried. "I invite you all to see me in the Marabar Caves." "I shall be delighted." "Oh, that is a most magnificent entertainment compared to my poor sweets. But has not Miss Quested visited our caves already?"<|quote|>"No. I've not even heard of them."</|quote|... | give you a real Indian treat. Ah, in my poor position I can give you nothing." "I don't know why you say that, when you have so kindly asked us to your house." He thought again of his bungalow with horror. Good heavens, the stupid girl had taken him at his word! What was he to do? "Yes, all that is settled," he cried. ... | and sat down again. Aziz hesitated. His audience was splitting up. The more familiar half was going, but the more attentive remained. Reflecting that it was an "unconventional" afternoon, he stopped. Talk went on as before. Could one offer the visitors unripe mangoes in a fool? "I speak now as a doctor: no." Then the o... | it meant. To her, as to the three men, it seemed in key with the rest of the conversation, and not for several minutes indeed, not for half an hour did she realize that it was an important remark, and ought to have been made in the first place to Ronny. "Visitors like you are too rare." "They are indeed," said Professo... | now much excited, chattering away hard, and even saying damn when he got mixed up in his sentences. He told them of his profession, and of the operations he had witnessed and performed, and he went into details that scared Mrs. Moore, though Miss Quested mistook them for proofs of his broad-mindedness; she had heard su... | over you and perhaps rather a pain inside. But I did not mind. All my friends were paining with me. We have a proverb in Urdu: What does unhappiness matter when we are all unhappy together?' which comes in conveniently after mangoes. Miss Quested, do wait for mangoes. Why not settle altogether in India?" "I'm afraid I ... | A Passage To India |
both cried. | No speaker | them." "Not heard of them?"<|quote|>both cried.</|quote|>"The Marabar Caves in the | I've not even heard of them." "Not heard of them?"<|quote|>both cried.</|quote|>"The Marabar Caves in the Marabar Hills?" "We hear nothing | settled," he cried. "I invite you all to see me in the Marabar Caves." "I shall be delighted." "Oh, that is a most magnificent entertainment compared to my poor sweets. But has not Miss Quested visited our caves already?" "No. I've not even heard of them." "Not heard of them?"<|quote|>both cried.</|quote|>"The Marabar ... | I can give you nothing." "I don't know why you say that, when you have so kindly asked us to your house." He thought again of his bungalow with horror. Good heavens, the stupid girl had taken him at his word! What was he to do? "Yes, all that is settled," he cried. "I invite you all to see me in the Marabar Caves." "I ... | The more familiar half was going, but the more attentive remained. Reflecting that it was an "unconventional" afternoon, he stopped. Talk went on as before. Could one offer the visitors unripe mangoes in a fool? "I speak now as a doctor: no." Then the old man said, "But I will send you up a few healthy sweets. I will g... | in key with the rest of the conversation, and not for several minutes indeed, not for half an hour did she realize that it was an important remark, and ought to have been made in the first place to Ronny. "Visitors like you are too rare." "They are indeed," said Professor Godbole. "Such affability is seldom seen. But w... | he got mixed up in his sentences. He told them of his profession, and of the operations he had witnessed and performed, and he went into details that scared Mrs. Moore, though Miss Quested mistook them for proofs of his broad-mindedness; she had heard such talk at home in advanced academic circles, deliberately free. S... | mind. All my friends were paining with me. We have a proverb in Urdu: What does unhappiness matter when we are all unhappy together?' which comes in conveniently after mangoes. Miss Quested, do wait for mangoes. Why not settle altogether in India?" "I'm afraid I can't do that," said Adela. She made the remark without t... | A Passage To India |
"We hear nothing interesting up at the club. Only tennis and ridiculous gossip." | Adela Quested | Caves in the Marabar Hills?"<|quote|>"We hear nothing interesting up at the club. Only tennis and ridiculous gossip."</|quote|>The old man was silent, | them?" both cried. "The Marabar Caves in the Marabar Hills?"<|quote|>"We hear nothing interesting up at the club. Only tennis and ridiculous gossip."</|quote|>The old man was silent, perhaps feeling that it was | me in the Marabar Caves." "I shall be delighted." "Oh, that is a most magnificent entertainment compared to my poor sweets. But has not Miss Quested visited our caves already?" "No. I've not even heard of them." "Not heard of them?" both cried. "The Marabar Caves in the Marabar Hills?"<|quote|>"We hear nothing interest... | you say that, when you have so kindly asked us to your house." He thought again of his bungalow with horror. Good heavens, the stupid girl had taken him at his word! What was he to do? "Yes, all that is settled," he cried. "I invite you all to see me in the Marabar Caves." "I shall be delighted." "Oh, that is a most ma... | attentive remained. Reflecting that it was an "unconventional" afternoon, he stopped. Talk went on as before. Could one offer the visitors unripe mangoes in a fool? "I speak now as a doctor: no." Then the old man said, "But I will send you up a few healthy sweets. I will give myself that pleasure." "Miss Quested, Profe... | not for several minutes indeed, not for half an hour did she realize that it was an important remark, and ought to have been made in the first place to Ronny. "Visitors like you are too rare." "They are indeed," said Professor Godbole. "Such affability is seldom seen. But what can we offer to detain them?" "Mangoes, ma... | them of his profession, and of the operations he had witnessed and performed, and he went into details that scared Mrs. Moore, though Miss Quested mistook them for proofs of his broad-mindedness; she had heard such talk at home in advanced academic circles, deliberately free. She supposed him to be emancipated as well ... | attentive remained. Reflecting that it was an "unconventional" afternoon, he stopped. Talk went on as before. Could one offer the visitors unripe mangoes in a fool? "I speak now as a doctor: no." Then the old man said, "But I will send you up a few healthy sweets. I will give myself that pleasure." "Miss Quested, Profe... | A Passage To India |
The old man was silent, perhaps feeling that it was unseemly of her to criticize her race, perhaps fearing that if he agreed she would report him for disloyalty. But the young man uttered a rapid | No speaker | Only tennis and ridiculous gossip."<|quote|>The old man was silent, perhaps feeling that it was unseemly of her to criticize her race, perhaps fearing that if he agreed she would report him for disloyalty. But the young man uttered a rapid</|quote|>"I know." "Then tell me | interesting up at the club. Only tennis and ridiculous gossip."<|quote|>The old man was silent, perhaps feeling that it was unseemly of her to criticize her race, perhaps fearing that if he agreed she would report him for disloyalty. But the young man uttered a rapid</|quote|>"I know." "Then tell me everything you will... | most magnificent entertainment compared to my poor sweets. But has not Miss Quested visited our caves already?" "No. I've not even heard of them." "Not heard of them?" both cried. "The Marabar Caves in the Marabar Hills?" "We hear nothing interesting up at the club. Only tennis and ridiculous gossip."<|quote|>The old m... | He thought again of his bungalow with horror. Good heavens, the stupid girl had taken him at his word! What was he to do? "Yes, all that is settled," he cried. "I invite you all to see me in the Marabar Caves." "I shall be delighted." "Oh, that is a most magnificent entertainment compared to my poor sweets. But has not... | on as before. Could one offer the visitors unripe mangoes in a fool? "I speak now as a doctor: no." Then the old man said, "But I will send you up a few healthy sweets. I will give myself that pleasure." "Miss Quested, Professor Godbole's sweets are delicious," said Aziz sadly, for he wanted to send sweets too and had ... | that it was an important remark, and ought to have been made in the first place to Ronny. "Visitors like you are too rare." "They are indeed," said Professor Godbole. "Such affability is seldom seen. But what can we offer to detain them?" "Mangoes, mangoes." They laughed. "Even mangoes can be got in England now," put i... | and he went into details that scared Mrs. Moore, though Miss Quested mistook them for proofs of his broad-mindedness; she had heard such talk at home in advanced academic circles, deliberately free. She supposed him to be emancipated as well as reliable, and placed him on a pinnacle which he could not retain. He was hi... | as you can make England in India." "Frightfully expensive in both cases," said the girl. "I suppose so." "And nasty." But the host wouldn't allow the conversation to take this heavy turn. He turned to the old lady, who looked flustered and put out he could not imagine why and asked about her own plans. She replied that... | A Passage To India |
"I know." | Dr. Aziz | young man uttered a rapid<|quote|>"I know."</|quote|>"Then tell me everything you | him for disloyalty. But the young man uttered a rapid<|quote|>"I know."</|quote|>"Then tell me everything you will, or I shall never | Hills?" "We hear nothing interesting up at the club. Only tennis and ridiculous gossip." The old man was silent, perhaps feeling that it was unseemly of her to criticize her race, perhaps fearing that if he agreed she would report him for disloyalty. But the young man uttered a rapid<|quote|>"I know."</|quote|>"Then te... | see me in the Marabar Caves." "I shall be delighted." "Oh, that is a most magnificent entertainment compared to my poor sweets. But has not Miss Quested visited our caves already?" "No. I've not even heard of them." "Not heard of them?" both cried. "The Marabar Caves in the Marabar Hills?" "We hear nothing interesting ... | will give myself that pleasure." "Miss Quested, Professor Godbole's sweets are delicious," said Aziz sadly, for he wanted to send sweets too and had no wife to cook them. "They will give you a real Indian treat. Ah, in my poor position I can give you nothing." "I don't know why you say that, when you have so kindly ask... | what can we offer to detain them?" "Mangoes, mangoes." They laughed. "Even mangoes can be got in England now," put in Fielding. "They ship them in ice-cold rooms. You can make India in England apparently, just as you can make England in India." "Frightfully expensive in both cases," said the girl. "I suppose so." "And ... | be emancipated as well as reliable, and placed him on a pinnacle which he could not retain. He was high enough for the moment, to be sure, but not on any pinnacle. Wings bore him up, and flagging would deposit him. The arrival of Professor Godbole quieted him somewhat, but it remained his afternoon. The Brahman, polite... | did not mind. All my friends were paining with me. We have a proverb in Urdu: What does unhappiness matter when we are all unhappy together?' which comes in conveniently after mangoes. Miss Quested, do wait for mangoes. Why not settle altogether in India?" "I'm afraid I can't do that," said Adela. She made the remark w... | A Passage To India |
"Then tell me everything you will, or I shall never understand India. Are they the hills I sometimes see in the evening? What are these caves?" | Adela Quested | uttered a rapid "I know."<|quote|>"Then tell me everything you will, or I shall never understand India. Are they the hills I sometimes see in the evening? What are these caves?"</|quote|>Aziz undertook to explain, but | disloyalty. But the young man uttered a rapid "I know."<|quote|>"Then tell me everything you will, or I shall never understand India. Are they the hills I sometimes see in the evening? What are these caves?"</|quote|>Aziz undertook to explain, but it presently appeared that he | hear nothing interesting up at the club. Only tennis and ridiculous gossip." The old man was silent, perhaps feeling that it was unseemly of her to criticize her race, perhaps fearing that if he agreed she would report him for disloyalty. But the young man uttered a rapid "I know."<|quote|>"Then tell me everything you ... | in the Marabar Caves." "I shall be delighted." "Oh, that is a most magnificent entertainment compared to my poor sweets. But has not Miss Quested visited our caves already?" "No. I've not even heard of them." "Not heard of them?" both cried. "The Marabar Caves in the Marabar Hills?" "We hear nothing interesting up at t... | myself that pleasure." "Miss Quested, Professor Godbole's sweets are delicious," said Aziz sadly, for he wanted to send sweets too and had no wife to cook them. "They will give you a real Indian treat. Ah, in my poor position I can give you nothing." "I don't know why you say that, when you have so kindly asked us to y... | we offer to detain them?" "Mangoes, mangoes." They laughed. "Even mangoes can be got in England now," put in Fielding. "They ship them in ice-cold rooms. You can make India in England apparently, just as you can make England in India." "Frightfully expensive in both cases," said the girl. "I suppose so." "And nasty." B... | as well as reliable, and placed him on a pinnacle which he could not retain. He was high enough for the moment, to be sure, but not on any pinnacle. Wings bore him up, and flagging would deposit him. The arrival of Professor Godbole quieted him somewhat, but it remained his afternoon. The Brahman, polite and enigmatic,... | in the Rains to a big mango grove belonging to an uncle and gorge there. "Then back with water streaming over you and perhaps rather a pain inside. But I did not mind. All my friends were paining with me. We have a proverb in Urdu: What does unhappiness matter when we are all unhappy together?' which comes in convenien... | A Passage To India |
Aziz undertook to explain, but it presently appeared that he had never visited the caves himself had always been "meaning" to go, but work or private business had prevented him, and they were so far. Professor Godbole chaffed him pleasantly. | No speaker | evening? What are these caves?"<|quote|>Aziz undertook to explain, but it presently appeared that he had never visited the caves himself had always been "meaning" to go, but work or private business had prevented him, and they were so far. Professor Godbole chaffed him pleasantly.</|quote|>"My dear young sir, the | I sometimes see in the evening? What are these caves?"<|quote|>Aziz undertook to explain, but it presently appeared that he had never visited the caves himself had always been "meaning" to go, but work or private business had prevented him, and they were so far. Professor Godbole chaffed him pleasantly.</|quote|>"My de... | criticize her race, perhaps fearing that if he agreed she would report him for disloyalty. But the young man uttered a rapid "I know." "Then tell me everything you will, or I shall never understand India. Are they the hills I sometimes see in the evening? What are these caves?"<|quote|>Aziz undertook to explain, but it... | our caves already?" "No. I've not even heard of them." "Not heard of them?" both cried. "The Marabar Caves in the Marabar Hills?" "We hear nothing interesting up at the club. Only tennis and ridiculous gossip." The old man was silent, perhaps feeling that it was unseemly of her to criticize her race, perhaps fearing th... | them. "They will give you a real Indian treat. Ah, in my poor position I can give you nothing." "I don't know why you say that, when you have so kindly asked us to your house." He thought again of his bungalow with horror. Good heavens, the stupid girl had taken him at his word! What was he to do? "Yes, all that is set... | You can make India in England apparently, just as you can make England in India." "Frightfully expensive in both cases," said the girl. "I suppose so." "And nasty." But the host wouldn't allow the conversation to take this heavy turn. He turned to the old lady, who looked flustered and put out he could not imagine why ... | not on any pinnacle. Wings bore him up, and flagging would deposit him. The arrival of Professor Godbole quieted him somewhat, but it remained his afternoon. The Brahman, polite and enigmatic, did not impede his eloquence, and even applauded it. He took his tea at a little distance from the outcasts, from a low table p... | Fielding. "They ship them in ice-cold rooms. You can make India in England apparently, just as you can make England in India." "Frightfully expensive in both cases," said the girl. "I suppose so." "And nasty." But the host wouldn't allow the conversation to take this heavy turn. He turned to the old lady, who looked fl... | A Passage To India |
"My dear young sir, the pot and the kettle! Have you ever heard of that useful proverb?" | Professor Godbole | Professor Godbole chaffed him pleasantly.<|quote|>"My dear young sir, the pot and the kettle! Have you ever heard of that useful proverb?"</|quote|>"Are they large caves?" she | and they were so far. Professor Godbole chaffed him pleasantly.<|quote|>"My dear young sir, the pot and the kettle! Have you ever heard of that useful proverb?"</|quote|>"Are they large caves?" she asked. "No, not large." "Do | I sometimes see in the evening? What are these caves?" Aziz undertook to explain, but it presently appeared that he had never visited the caves himself had always been "meaning" to go, but work or private business had prevented him, and they were so far. Professor Godbole chaffed him pleasantly.<|quote|>"My dear young ... | silent, perhaps feeling that it was unseemly of her to criticize her race, perhaps fearing that if he agreed she would report him for disloyalty. But the young man uttered a rapid "I know." "Then tell me everything you will, or I shall never understand India. Are they the hills I sometimes see in the evening? What are ... | his bungalow with horror. Good heavens, the stupid girl had taken him at his word! What was he to do? "Yes, all that is settled," he cried. "I invite you all to see me in the Marabar Caves." "I shall be delighted." "Oh, that is a most magnificent entertainment compared to my poor sweets. But has not Miss Quested visite... | He turned to the old lady, who looked flustered and put out he could not imagine why and asked about her own plans. She replied that she should like to see over the College. Everyone immediately rose, with the exception of Professor Godbole, who was finishing a banana. "Don't you come too, Adela; you dislike institutio... | He took his tea at a little distance from the outcasts, from a low table placed slightly behind him, to which he stretched back, and as it were encountered food by accident; all feigned indifference to Professor Godbole's tea. He was elderly and wizen with a grey moustache and grey-blue eyes, and his complexion was as ... | friends were paining with me. We have a proverb in Urdu: What does unhappiness matter when we are all unhappy together?' which comes in conveniently after mangoes. Miss Quested, do wait for mangoes. Why not settle altogether in India?" "I'm afraid I can't do that," said Adela. She made the remark without thinking what ... | A Passage To India |
"Are they large caves?" | Adela Quested | heard of that useful proverb?"<|quote|>"Are they large caves?"</|quote|>she asked. "No, not large." | the kettle! Have you ever heard of that useful proverb?"<|quote|>"Are they large caves?"</|quote|>she asked. "No, not large." "Do describe them, Professor Godbole." | appeared that he had never visited the caves himself had always been "meaning" to go, but work or private business had prevented him, and they were so far. Professor Godbole chaffed him pleasantly. "My dear young sir, the pot and the kettle! Have you ever heard of that useful proverb?"<|quote|>"Are they large caves?"</... | he agreed she would report him for disloyalty. But the young man uttered a rapid "I know." "Then tell me everything you will, or I shall never understand India. Are they the hills I sometimes see in the evening? What are these caves?" Aziz undertook to explain, but it presently appeared that he had never visited the ca... | he to do? "Yes, all that is settled," he cried. "I invite you all to see me in the Marabar Caves." "I shall be delighted." "Oh, that is a most magnificent entertainment compared to my poor sweets. But has not Miss Quested visited our caves already?" "No. I've not even heard of them." "Not heard of them?" both cried. "T... | and asked about her own plans. She replied that she should like to see over the College. Everyone immediately rose, with the exception of Professor Godbole, who was finishing a banana. "Don't you come too, Adela; you dislike institutions." "Yes, that is so," said Miss Quested, and sat down again. Aziz hesitated. His au... | behind him, to which he stretched back, and as it were encountered food by accident; all feigned indifference to Professor Godbole's tea. He was elderly and wizen with a grey moustache and grey-blue eyes, and his complexion was as fair as a European's. He wore a turban that looked like pale purple macaroni, coat, waist... | know why you say that, when you have so kindly asked us to your house." He thought again of his bungalow with horror. Good heavens, the stupid girl had taken him at his word! What was he to do? "Yes, all that is settled," he cried. "I invite you all to see me in the Marabar Caves." "I shall be delighted." "Oh, that is ... | A Passage To India |
she asked. | No speaker | proverb?" "Are they large caves?"<|quote|>she asked.</|quote|>"No, not large." "Do describe | ever heard of that useful proverb?" "Are they large caves?"<|quote|>she asked.</|quote|>"No, not large." "Do describe them, Professor Godbole." "It will | never visited the caves himself had always been "meaning" to go, but work or private business had prevented him, and they were so far. Professor Godbole chaffed him pleasantly. "My dear young sir, the pot and the kettle! Have you ever heard of that useful proverb?" "Are they large caves?"<|quote|>she asked.</|quote|>"N... | report him for disloyalty. But the young man uttered a rapid "I know." "Then tell me everything you will, or I shall never understand India. Are they the hills I sometimes see in the evening? What are these caves?" Aziz undertook to explain, but it presently appeared that he had never visited the caves himself had alwa... | all that is settled," he cried. "I invite you all to see me in the Marabar Caves." "I shall be delighted." "Oh, that is a most magnificent entertainment compared to my poor sweets. But has not Miss Quested visited our caves already?" "No. I've not even heard of them." "Not heard of them?" both cried. "The Marabar Caves... | own plans. She replied that she should like to see over the College. Everyone immediately rose, with the exception of Professor Godbole, who was finishing a banana. "Don't you come too, Adela; you dislike institutions." "Yes, that is so," said Miss Quested, and sat down again. Aziz hesitated. His audience was splitting... | he stretched back, and as it were encountered food by accident; all feigned indifference to Professor Godbole's tea. He was elderly and wizen with a grey moustache and grey-blue eyes, and his complexion was as fair as a European's. He wore a turban that looked like pale purple macaroni, coat, waistcoat, dhoti, socks wi... | Talk went on as before. Could one offer the visitors unripe mangoes in a fool? "I speak now as a doctor: no." Then the old man said, "But I will send you up a few healthy sweets. I will give myself that pleasure." "Miss Quested, Professor Godbole's sweets are delicious," said Aziz sadly, for he wanted to send sweets to... | A Passage To India |
"No, not large." | Professor Godbole | they large caves?" she asked.<|quote|>"No, not large."</|quote|>"Do describe them, Professor Godbole." | of that useful proverb?" "Are they large caves?" she asked.<|quote|>"No, not large."</|quote|>"Do describe them, Professor Godbole." "It will be a great | the caves himself had always been "meaning" to go, but work or private business had prevented him, and they were so far. Professor Godbole chaffed him pleasantly. "My dear young sir, the pot and the kettle! Have you ever heard of that useful proverb?" "Are they large caves?" she asked.<|quote|>"No, not large."</|quote|... | for disloyalty. But the young man uttered a rapid "I know." "Then tell me everything you will, or I shall never understand India. Are they the hills I sometimes see in the evening? What are these caves?" Aziz undertook to explain, but it presently appeared that he had never visited the caves himself had always been "me... | is settled," he cried. "I invite you all to see me in the Marabar Caves." "I shall be delighted." "Oh, that is a most magnificent entertainment compared to my poor sweets. But has not Miss Quested visited our caves already?" "No. I've not even heard of them." "Not heard of them?" both cried. "The Marabar Caves in the M... | She replied that she should like to see over the College. Everyone immediately rose, with the exception of Professor Godbole, who was finishing a banana. "Don't you come too, Adela; you dislike institutions." "Yes, that is so," said Miss Quested, and sat down again. Aziz hesitated. His audience was splitting up. The mo... | back, and as it were encountered food by accident; all feigned indifference to Professor Godbole's tea. He was elderly and wizen with a grey moustache and grey-blue eyes, and his complexion was as fair as a European's. He wore a turban that looked like pale purple macaroni, coat, waistcoat, dhoti, socks with clocks. Th... | important remark, and ought to have been made in the first place to Ronny. "Visitors like you are too rare." "They are indeed," said Professor Godbole. "Such affability is seldom seen. But what can we offer to detain them?" "Mangoes, mangoes." They laughed. "Even mangoes can be got in England now," put in Fielding. "Th... | A Passage To India |
"Do describe them, Professor Godbole." | Adela Quested | she asked. "No, not large."<|quote|>"Do describe them, Professor Godbole."</|quote|>"It will be a great | proverb?" "Are they large caves?" she asked. "No, not large."<|quote|>"Do describe them, Professor Godbole."</|quote|>"It will be a great honour." He drew up his | had always been "meaning" to go, but work or private business had prevented him, and they were so far. Professor Godbole chaffed him pleasantly. "My dear young sir, the pot and the kettle! Have you ever heard of that useful proverb?" "Are they large caves?" she asked. "No, not large."<|quote|>"Do describe them, Profess... | the young man uttered a rapid "I know." "Then tell me everything you will, or I shall never understand India. Are they the hills I sometimes see in the evening? What are these caves?" Aziz undertook to explain, but it presently appeared that he had never visited the caves himself had always been "meaning" to go, but wo... | cried. "I invite you all to see me in the Marabar Caves." "I shall be delighted." "Oh, that is a most magnificent entertainment compared to my poor sweets. But has not Miss Quested visited our caves already?" "No. I've not even heard of them." "Not heard of them?" both cried. "The Marabar Caves in the Marabar Hills?" "... | she should like to see over the College. Everyone immediately rose, with the exception of Professor Godbole, who was finishing a banana. "Don't you come too, Adela; you dislike institutions." "Yes, that is so," said Miss Quested, and sat down again. Aziz hesitated. His audience was splitting up. The more familiar half ... | it were encountered food by accident; all feigned indifference to Professor Godbole's tea. He was elderly and wizen with a grey moustache and grey-blue eyes, and his complexion was as fair as a European's. He wore a turban that looked like pale purple macaroni, coat, waistcoat, dhoti, socks with clocks. The clocks matc... | on as before. Could one offer the visitors unripe mangoes in a fool? "I speak now as a doctor: no." Then the old man said, "But I will send you up a few healthy sweets. I will give myself that pleasure." "Miss Quested, Professor Godbole's sweets are delicious," said Aziz sadly, for he wanted to send sweets too and had ... | A Passage To India |
"It will be a great honour." | Professor Godbole | "Do describe them, Professor Godbole."<|quote|>"It will be a great honour."</|quote|>He drew up his chair | she asked. "No, not large." "Do describe them, Professor Godbole."<|quote|>"It will be a great honour."</|quote|>He drew up his chair and an expression of tension | go, but work or private business had prevented him, and they were so far. Professor Godbole chaffed him pleasantly. "My dear young sir, the pot and the kettle! Have you ever heard of that useful proverb?" "Are they large caves?" she asked. "No, not large." "Do describe them, Professor Godbole."<|quote|>"It will be a gr... | rapid "I know." "Then tell me everything you will, or I shall never understand India. Are they the hills I sometimes see in the evening? What are these caves?" Aziz undertook to explain, but it presently appeared that he had never visited the caves himself had always been "meaning" to go, but work or private business h... | to see me in the Marabar Caves." "I shall be delighted." "Oh, that is a most magnificent entertainment compared to my poor sweets. But has not Miss Quested visited our caves already?" "No. I've not even heard of them." "Not heard of them?" both cried. "The Marabar Caves in the Marabar Hills?" "We hear nothing interesti... | over the College. Everyone immediately rose, with the exception of Professor Godbole, who was finishing a banana. "Don't you come too, Adela; you dislike institutions." "Yes, that is so," said Miss Quested, and sat down again. Aziz hesitated. His audience was splitting up. The more familiar half was going, but the more... | accident; all feigned indifference to Professor Godbole's tea. He was elderly and wizen with a grey moustache and grey-blue eyes, and his complexion was as fair as a European's. He wore a turban that looked like pale purple macaroni, coat, waistcoat, dhoti, socks with clocks. The clocks matched the turban, and his whol... | that she should like to see over the College. Everyone immediately rose, with the exception of Professor Godbole, who was finishing a banana. "Don't you come too, Adela; you dislike institutions." "Yes, that is so," said Miss Quested, and sat down again. Aziz hesitated. His audience was splitting up. The more familiar ... | A Passage To India |
He drew up his chair and an expression of tension came over his face. Taking the cigarette box, she offered to him and to Aziz, and lit up herself. After an impressive pause he said: | No speaker | will be a great honour."<|quote|>He drew up his chair and an expression of tension came over his face. Taking the cigarette box, she offered to him and to Aziz, and lit up herself. After an impressive pause he said:</|quote|>"There is an entrance in | describe them, Professor Godbole." "It will be a great honour."<|quote|>He drew up his chair and an expression of tension came over his face. Taking the cigarette box, she offered to him and to Aziz, and lit up herself. After an impressive pause he said:</|quote|>"There is an entrance in the rock which you enter, | had prevented him, and they were so far. Professor Godbole chaffed him pleasantly. "My dear young sir, the pot and the kettle! Have you ever heard of that useful proverb?" "Are they large caves?" she asked. "No, not large." "Do describe them, Professor Godbole." "It will be a great honour."<|quote|>He drew up his chair... | everything you will, or I shall never understand India. Are they the hills I sometimes see in the evening? What are these caves?" Aziz undertook to explain, but it presently appeared that he had never visited the caves himself had always been "meaning" to go, but work or private business had prevented him, and they wer... | Caves." "I shall be delighted." "Oh, that is a most magnificent entertainment compared to my poor sweets. But has not Miss Quested visited our caves already?" "No. I've not even heard of them." "Not heard of them?" both cried. "The Marabar Caves in the Marabar Hills?" "We hear nothing interesting up at the club. Only t... | with the exception of Professor Godbole, who was finishing a banana. "Don't you come too, Adela; you dislike institutions." "Yes, that is so," said Miss Quested, and sat down again. Aziz hesitated. His audience was splitting up. The more familiar half was going, but the more attentive remained. Reflecting that it was a... | Godbole's tea. He was elderly and wizen with a grey moustache and grey-blue eyes, and his complexion was as fair as a European's. He wore a turban that looked like pale purple macaroni, coat, waistcoat, dhoti, socks with clocks. The clocks matched the turban, and his whole appearance suggested harmony as if he had reco... | I can give you nothing." "I don't know why you say that, when you have so kindly asked us to your house." He thought again of his bungalow with horror. Good heavens, the stupid girl had taken him at his word! What was he to do? "Yes, all that is settled," he cried. "I invite you all to see me in the Marabar Caves." "I ... | A Passage To India |
"There is an entrance in the rock which you enter, and through the entrance is the cave." | Professor Godbole | an impressive pause he said:<|quote|>"There is an entrance in the rock which you enter, and through the entrance is the cave."</|quote|>"Something like the caves at | and lit up herself. After an impressive pause he said:<|quote|>"There is an entrance in the rock which you enter, and through the entrance is the cave."</|quote|>"Something like the caves at Elephanta?" "Oh no, not at | asked. "No, not large." "Do describe them, Professor Godbole." "It will be a great honour." He drew up his chair and an expression of tension came over his face. Taking the cigarette box, she offered to him and to Aziz, and lit up herself. After an impressive pause he said:<|quote|>"There is an entrance in the rock whi... | visited the caves himself had always been "meaning" to go, but work or private business had prevented him, and they were so far. Professor Godbole chaffed him pleasantly. "My dear young sir, the pot and the kettle! Have you ever heard of that useful proverb?" "Are they large caves?" she asked. "No, not large." "Do desc... | of them?" both cried. "The Marabar Caves in the Marabar Hills?" "We hear nothing interesting up at the club. Only tennis and ridiculous gossip." The old man was silent, perhaps feeling that it was unseemly of her to criticize her race, perhaps fearing that if he agreed she would report him for disloyalty. But the young... | splitting up. The more familiar half was going, but the more attentive remained. Reflecting that it was an "unconventional" afternoon, he stopped. Talk went on as before. Could one offer the visitors unripe mangoes in a fool? "I speak now as a doctor: no." Then the old man said, "But I will send you up a few healthy sw... | dhoti, socks with clocks. The clocks matched the turban, and his whole appearance suggested harmony as if he had reconciled the products of East and West, mental as well as physical, and could never be discomposed. The ladies were interested in him, and hoped that he would supplement Dr. Aziz by saying something about ... | half was going, but the more attentive remained. Reflecting that it was an "unconventional" afternoon, he stopped. Talk went on as before. Could one offer the visitors unripe mangoes in a fool? "I speak now as a doctor: no." Then the old man said, "But I will send you up a few healthy sweets. I will give myself that pl... | A Passage To India |
"Something like the caves at Elephanta?" | Adela Quested | the entrance is the cave."<|quote|>"Something like the caves at Elephanta?"</|quote|>"Oh no, not at all; | which you enter, and through the entrance is the cave."<|quote|>"Something like the caves at Elephanta?"</|quote|>"Oh no, not at all; at Elephanta there are sculptures | up his chair and an expression of tension came over his face. Taking the cigarette box, she offered to him and to Aziz, and lit up herself. After an impressive pause he said: "There is an entrance in the rock which you enter, and through the entrance is the cave."<|quote|>"Something like the caves at Elephanta?"</|quot... | him, and they were so far. Professor Godbole chaffed him pleasantly. "My dear young sir, the pot and the kettle! Have you ever heard of that useful proverb?" "Are they large caves?" she asked. "No, not large." "Do describe them, Professor Godbole." "It will be a great honour." He drew up his chair and an expression of ... | the club. Only tennis and ridiculous gossip." The old man was silent, perhaps feeling that it was unseemly of her to criticize her race, perhaps fearing that if he agreed she would report him for disloyalty. But the young man uttered a rapid "I know." "Then tell me everything you will, or I shall never understand India... | an "unconventional" afternoon, he stopped. Talk went on as before. Could one offer the visitors unripe mangoes in a fool? "I speak now as a doctor: no." Then the old man said, "But I will send you up a few healthy sweets. I will give myself that pleasure." "Miss Quested, Professor Godbole's sweets are delicious," said ... | he had reconciled the products of East and West, mental as well as physical, and could never be discomposed. The ladies were interested in him, and hoped that he would supplement Dr. Aziz by saying something about religion. But he only ate ate and ate, smiling, never letting his eyes catch sight of his hand. Leaving th... | them. "They will give you a real Indian treat. Ah, in my poor position I can give you nothing." "I don't know why you say that, when you have so kindly asked us to your house." He thought again of his bungalow with horror. Good heavens, the stupid girl had taken him at his word! What was he to do? "Yes, all that is set... | A Passage To India |
"Oh no, not at all; at Elephanta there are sculptures of Siva and Parvati. There are no sculptures at Marabar." | Professor Godbole | like the caves at Elephanta?"<|quote|>"Oh no, not at all; at Elephanta there are sculptures of Siva and Parvati. There are no sculptures at Marabar."</|quote|>"They are immensely holy, no | entrance is the cave." "Something like the caves at Elephanta?"<|quote|>"Oh no, not at all; at Elephanta there are sculptures of Siva and Parvati. There are no sculptures at Marabar."</|quote|>"They are immensely holy, no doubt," said Aziz, to help | of tension came over his face. Taking the cigarette box, she offered to him and to Aziz, and lit up herself. After an impressive pause he said: "There is an entrance in the rock which you enter, and through the entrance is the cave." "Something like the caves at Elephanta?"<|quote|>"Oh no, not at all; at Elephanta ther... | Professor Godbole chaffed him pleasantly. "My dear young sir, the pot and the kettle! Have you ever heard of that useful proverb?" "Are they large caves?" she asked. "No, not large." "Do describe them, Professor Godbole." "It will be a great honour." He drew up his chair and an expression of tension came over his face.... | gossip." The old man was silent, perhaps feeling that it was unseemly of her to criticize her race, perhaps fearing that if he agreed she would report him for disloyalty. But the young man uttered a rapid "I know." "Then tell me everything you will, or I shall never understand India. Are they the hills I sometimes see ... | went on as before. Could one offer the visitors unripe mangoes in a fool? "I speak now as a doctor: no." Then the old man said, "But I will send you up a few healthy sweets. I will give myself that pleasure." "Miss Quested, Professor Godbole's sweets are delicious," said Aziz sadly, for he wanted to send sweets too and... | East and West, mental as well as physical, and could never be discomposed. The ladies were interested in him, and hoped that he would supplement Dr. Aziz by saying something about religion. But he only ate ate and ate, smiling, never letting his eyes catch sight of his hand. Leaving the Mogul Emperors, Aziz turned to t... | mangoes can be got in England now," put in Fielding. "They ship them in ice-cold rooms. You can make India in England apparently, just as you can make England in India." "Frightfully expensive in both cases," said the girl. "I suppose so." "And nasty." But the host wouldn't allow the conversation to take this heavy tur... | A Passage To India |
"They are immensely holy, no doubt," | Dr. Aziz | are no sculptures at Marabar."<|quote|>"They are immensely holy, no doubt,"</|quote|>said Aziz, to help on | of Siva and Parvati. There are no sculptures at Marabar."<|quote|>"They are immensely holy, no doubt,"</|quote|>said Aziz, to help on the narrative. "Oh no, oh | herself. After an impressive pause he said: "There is an entrance in the rock which you enter, and through the entrance is the cave." "Something like the caves at Elephanta?" "Oh no, not at all; at Elephanta there are sculptures of Siva and Parvati. There are no sculptures at Marabar."<|quote|>"They are immensely holy,... | useful proverb?" "Are they large caves?" she asked. "No, not large." "Do describe them, Professor Godbole." "It will be a great honour." He drew up his chair and an expression of tension came over his face. Taking the cigarette box, she offered to him and to Aziz, and lit up herself. After an impressive pause he said: ... | that if he agreed she would report him for disloyalty. But the young man uttered a rapid "I know." "Then tell me everything you will, or I shall never understand India. Are they the hills I sometimes see in the evening? What are these caves?" Aziz undertook to explain, but it presently appeared that he had never visite... | no." Then the old man said, "But I will send you up a few healthy sweets. I will give myself that pleasure." "Miss Quested, Professor Godbole's sweets are delicious," said Aziz sadly, for he wanted to send sweets too and had no wife to cook them. "They will give you a real Indian treat. Ah, in my poor position I can gi... | hoped that he would supplement Dr. Aziz by saying something about religion. But he only ate ate and ate, smiling, never letting his eyes catch sight of his hand. Leaving the Mogul Emperors, Aziz turned to topics that could distress no one. He described the ripening of the mangoes, and how in his boyhood he used to run ... | nothing interesting up at the club. Only tennis and ridiculous gossip." The old man was silent, perhaps feeling that it was unseemly of her to criticize her race, perhaps fearing that if he agreed she would report him for disloyalty. But the young man uttered a rapid "I know." "Then tell me everything you will, or I sh... | A Passage To India |
said Aziz, to help on the narrative. | No speaker | are immensely holy, no doubt,"<|quote|>said Aziz, to help on the narrative.</|quote|>"Oh no, oh no." "Still, | no sculptures at Marabar." "They are immensely holy, no doubt,"<|quote|>said Aziz, to help on the narrative.</|quote|>"Oh no, oh no." "Still, they are ornamented in some | said: "There is an entrance in the rock which you enter, and through the entrance is the cave." "Something like the caves at Elephanta?" "Oh no, not at all; at Elephanta there are sculptures of Siva and Parvati. There are no sculptures at Marabar." "They are immensely holy, no doubt,"<|quote|>said Aziz, to help on the ... | she asked. "No, not large." "Do describe them, Professor Godbole." "It will be a great honour." He drew up his chair and an expression of tension came over his face. Taking the cigarette box, she offered to him and to Aziz, and lit up herself. After an impressive pause he said: "There is an entrance in the rock which y... | report him for disloyalty. But the young man uttered a rapid "I know." "Then tell me everything you will, or I shall never understand India. Are they the hills I sometimes see in the evening? What are these caves?" Aziz undertook to explain, but it presently appeared that he had never visited the caves himself had alwa... | "But I will send you up a few healthy sweets. I will give myself that pleasure." "Miss Quested, Professor Godbole's sweets are delicious," said Aziz sadly, for he wanted to send sweets too and had no wife to cook them. "They will give you a real Indian treat. Ah, in my poor position I can give you nothing." "I don't kn... | Aziz by saying something about religion. But he only ate ate and ate, smiling, never letting his eyes catch sight of his hand. Leaving the Mogul Emperors, Aziz turned to topics that could distress no one. He described the ripening of the mangoes, and how in his boyhood he used to run out in the Rains to a big mango gro... | I've not even heard of them." "Not heard of them?" both cried. "The Marabar Caves in the Marabar Hills?" "We hear nothing interesting up at the club. Only tennis and ridiculous gossip." The old man was silent, perhaps feeling that it was unseemly of her to criticize her race, perhaps fearing that if he agreed she would... | A Passage To India |
"Oh no, oh no." | Professor Godbole | to help on the narrative.<|quote|>"Oh no, oh no."</|quote|>"Still, they are ornamented in | holy, no doubt," said Aziz, to help on the narrative.<|quote|>"Oh no, oh no."</|quote|>"Still, they are ornamented in some way." "Oh no." "Well, | rock which you enter, and through the entrance is the cave." "Something like the caves at Elephanta?" "Oh no, not at all; at Elephanta there are sculptures of Siva and Parvati. There are no sculptures at Marabar." "They are immensely holy, no doubt," said Aziz, to help on the narrative.<|quote|>"Oh no, oh no."</|quote|... | them, Professor Godbole." "It will be a great honour." He drew up his chair and an expression of tension came over his face. Taking the cigarette box, she offered to him and to Aziz, and lit up herself. After an impressive pause he said: "There is an entrance in the rock which you enter, and through the entrance is the... | man uttered a rapid "I know." "Then tell me everything you will, or I shall never understand India. Are they the hills I sometimes see in the evening? What are these caves?" Aziz undertook to explain, but it presently appeared that he had never visited the caves himself had always been "meaning" to go, but work or priv... | few healthy sweets. I will give myself that pleasure." "Miss Quested, Professor Godbole's sweets are delicious," said Aziz sadly, for he wanted to send sweets too and had no wife to cook them. "They will give you a real Indian treat. Ah, in my poor position I can give you nothing." "I don't know why you say that, when ... | he only ate ate and ate, smiling, never letting his eyes catch sight of his hand. Leaving the Mogul Emperors, Aziz turned to topics that could distress no one. He described the ripening of the mangoes, and how in his boyhood he used to run out in the Rains to a big mango grove belonging to an uncle and gorge there. "Th... | and sat down again. Aziz hesitated. His audience was splitting up. The more familiar half was going, but the more attentive remained. Reflecting that it was an "unconventional" afternoon, he stopped. Talk went on as before. Could one offer the visitors unripe mangoes in a fool? "I speak now as a doctor: no." Then the o... | A Passage To India |
"Still, they are ornamented in some way." | Dr. Aziz | narrative. "Oh no, oh no."<|quote|>"Still, they are ornamented in some way."</|quote|>"Oh no." "Well, why are | Aziz, to help on the narrative. "Oh no, oh no."<|quote|>"Still, they are ornamented in some way."</|quote|>"Oh no." "Well, why are they so famous? We all | and through the entrance is the cave." "Something like the caves at Elephanta?" "Oh no, not at all; at Elephanta there are sculptures of Siva and Parvati. There are no sculptures at Marabar." "They are immensely holy, no doubt," said Aziz, to help on the narrative. "Oh no, oh no."<|quote|>"Still, they are ornamented in... | will be a great honour." He drew up his chair and an expression of tension came over his face. Taking the cigarette box, she offered to him and to Aziz, and lit up herself. After an impressive pause he said: "There is an entrance in the rock which you enter, and through the entrance is the cave." "Something like the ca... | "I know." "Then tell me everything you will, or I shall never understand India. Are they the hills I sometimes see in the evening? What are these caves?" Aziz undertook to explain, but it presently appeared that he had never visited the caves himself had always been "meaning" to go, but work or private business had pre... | will give myself that pleasure." "Miss Quested, Professor Godbole's sweets are delicious," said Aziz sadly, for he wanted to send sweets too and had no wife to cook them. "They will give you a real Indian treat. Ah, in my poor position I can give you nothing." "I don't know why you say that, when you have so kindly ask... | and ate, smiling, never letting his eyes catch sight of his hand. Leaving the Mogul Emperors, Aziz turned to topics that could distress no one. He described the ripening of the mangoes, and how in his boyhood he used to run out in the Rains to a big mango grove belonging to an uncle and gorge there. "Then back with wat... | sweets are delicious," said Aziz sadly, for he wanted to send sweets too and had no wife to cook them. "They will give you a real Indian treat. Ah, in my poor position I can give you nothing." "I don't know why you say that, when you have so kindly asked us to your house." He thought again of his bungalow with horror. ... | A Passage To India |
"Oh no." | Professor Godbole | are ornamented in some way."<|quote|>"Oh no."</|quote|>"Well, why are they so | no, oh no." "Still, they are ornamented in some way."<|quote|>"Oh no."</|quote|>"Well, why are they so famous? We all talk of | "Something like the caves at Elephanta?" "Oh no, not at all; at Elephanta there are sculptures of Siva and Parvati. There are no sculptures at Marabar." "They are immensely holy, no doubt," said Aziz, to help on the narrative. "Oh no, oh no." "Still, they are ornamented in some way."<|quote|>"Oh no."</|quote|>"Well, wh... | up his chair and an expression of tension came over his face. Taking the cigarette box, she offered to him and to Aziz, and lit up herself. After an impressive pause he said: "There is an entrance in the rock which you enter, and through the entrance is the cave." "Something like the caves at Elephanta?" "Oh no, not at... | will, or I shall never understand India. Are they the hills I sometimes see in the evening? What are these caves?" Aziz undertook to explain, but it presently appeared that he had never visited the caves himself had always been "meaning" to go, but work or private business had prevented him, and they were so far. Profe... | Professor Godbole's sweets are delicious," said Aziz sadly, for he wanted to send sweets too and had no wife to cook them. "They will give you a real Indian treat. Ah, in my poor position I can give you nothing." "I don't know why you say that, when you have so kindly asked us to your house." He thought again of his bu... | catch sight of his hand. Leaving the Mogul Emperors, Aziz turned to topics that could distress no one. He described the ripening of the mangoes, and how in his boyhood he used to run out in the Rains to a big mango grove belonging to an uncle and gorge there. "Then back with water streaming over you and perhaps rather ... | is a most magnificent entertainment compared to my poor sweets. But has not Miss Quested visited our caves already?" "No. I've not even heard of them." "Not heard of them?" both cried. "The Marabar Caves in the Marabar Hills?" "We hear nothing interesting up at the club. Only tennis and ridiculous gossip." The old man ... | A Passage To India |
"Well, why are they so famous? We all talk of the famous Marabar Caves. Perhaps that is our empty brag." | Dr. Aziz | in some way." "Oh no."<|quote|>"Well, why are they so famous? We all talk of the famous Marabar Caves. Perhaps that is our empty brag."</|quote|>"No, I should not quite | no." "Still, they are ornamented in some way." "Oh no."<|quote|>"Well, why are they so famous? We all talk of the famous Marabar Caves. Perhaps that is our empty brag."</|quote|>"No, I should not quite say that." "Describe them to | the caves at Elephanta?" "Oh no, not at all; at Elephanta there are sculptures of Siva and Parvati. There are no sculptures at Marabar." "They are immensely holy, no doubt," said Aziz, to help on the narrative. "Oh no, oh no." "Still, they are ornamented in some way." "Oh no."<|quote|>"Well, why are they so famous? We ... | chair and an expression of tension came over his face. Taking the cigarette box, she offered to him and to Aziz, and lit up herself. After an impressive pause he said: "There is an entrance in the rock which you enter, and through the entrance is the cave." "Something like the caves at Elephanta?" "Oh no, not at all; a... | I shall never understand India. Are they the hills I sometimes see in the evening? What are these caves?" Aziz undertook to explain, but it presently appeared that he had never visited the caves himself had always been "meaning" to go, but work or private business had prevented him, and they were so far. Professor Godb... | sweets are delicious," said Aziz sadly, for he wanted to send sweets too and had no wife to cook them. "They will give you a real Indian treat. Ah, in my poor position I can give you nothing." "I don't know why you say that, when you have so kindly asked us to your house." He thought again of his bungalow with horror. ... | of his hand. Leaving the Mogul Emperors, Aziz turned to topics that could distress no one. He described the ripening of the mangoes, and how in his boyhood he used to run out in the Rains to a big mango grove belonging to an uncle and gorge there. "Then back with water streaming over you and perhaps rather a pain insid... | healthy sweets. I will give myself that pleasure." "Miss Quested, Professor Godbole's sweets are delicious," said Aziz sadly, for he wanted to send sweets too and had no wife to cook them. "They will give you a real Indian treat. Ah, in my poor position I can give you nothing." "I don't know why you say that, when you ... | A Passage To India |
"No, I should not quite say that." | Professor Godbole | that is our empty brag."<|quote|>"No, I should not quite say that."</|quote|>"Describe them to this lady, | the famous Marabar Caves. Perhaps that is our empty brag."<|quote|>"No, I should not quite say that."</|quote|>"Describe them to this lady, then." "It will be a | no sculptures at Marabar." "They are immensely holy, no doubt," said Aziz, to help on the narrative. "Oh no, oh no." "Still, they are ornamented in some way." "Oh no." "Well, why are they so famous? We all talk of the famous Marabar Caves. Perhaps that is our empty brag."<|quote|>"No, I should not quite say that."</|qu... | Aziz, and lit up herself. After an impressive pause he said: "There is an entrance in the rock which you enter, and through the entrance is the cave." "Something like the caves at Elephanta?" "Oh no, not at all; at Elephanta there are sculptures of Siva and Parvati. There are no sculptures at Marabar." "They are immens... | undertook to explain, but it presently appeared that he had never visited the caves himself had always been "meaning" to go, but work or private business had prevented him, and they were so far. Professor Godbole chaffed him pleasantly. "My dear young sir, the pot and the kettle! Have you ever heard of that useful prov... | "They will give you a real Indian treat. Ah, in my poor position I can give you nothing." "I don't know why you say that, when you have so kindly asked us to your house." He thought again of his bungalow with horror. Good heavens, the stupid girl had taken him at his word! What was he to do? "Yes, all that is settled,"... | of the mangoes, and how in his boyhood he used to run out in the Rains to a big mango grove belonging to an uncle and gorge there. "Then back with water streaming over you and perhaps rather a pain inside. But I did not mind. All my friends were paining with me. We have a proverb in Urdu: What does unhappiness matter w... | afternoon, he stopped. Talk went on as before. Could one offer the visitors unripe mangoes in a fool? "I speak now as a doctor: no." Then the old man said, "But I will send you up a few healthy sweets. I will give myself that pleasure." "Miss Quested, Professor Godbole's sweets are delicious," said Aziz sadly, for he w... | A Passage To India |
"Describe them to this lady, then." | Dr. Aziz | should not quite say that."<|quote|>"Describe them to this lady, then."</|quote|>"It will be a great | our empty brag." "No, I should not quite say that."<|quote|>"Describe them to this lady, then."</|quote|>"It will be a great pleasure." He forewent the pleasure, | holy, no doubt," said Aziz, to help on the narrative. "Oh no, oh no." "Still, they are ornamented in some way." "Oh no." "Well, why are they so famous? We all talk of the famous Marabar Caves. Perhaps that is our empty brag." "No, I should not quite say that."<|quote|>"Describe them to this lady, then."</|quote|>"It wi... | impressive pause he said: "There is an entrance in the rock which you enter, and through the entrance is the cave." "Something like the caves at Elephanta?" "Oh no, not at all; at Elephanta there are sculptures of Siva and Parvati. There are no sculptures at Marabar." "They are immensely holy, no doubt," said Aziz, to ... | that he had never visited the caves himself had always been "meaning" to go, but work or private business had prevented him, and they were so far. Professor Godbole chaffed him pleasantly. "My dear young sir, the pot and the kettle! Have you ever heard of that useful proverb?" "Are they large caves?" she asked. "No, no... | treat. Ah, in my poor position I can give you nothing." "I don't know why you say that, when you have so kindly asked us to your house." He thought again of his bungalow with horror. Good heavens, the stupid girl had taken him at his word! What was he to do? "Yes, all that is settled," he cried. "I invite you all to se... | boyhood he used to run out in the Rains to a big mango grove belonging to an uncle and gorge there. "Then back with water streaming over you and perhaps rather a pain inside. But I did not mind. All my friends were paining with me. We have a proverb in Urdu: What does unhappiness matter when we are all unhappy together... | over the College. Everyone immediately rose, with the exception of Professor Godbole, who was finishing a banana. "Don't you come too, Adela; you dislike institutions." "Yes, that is so," said Miss Quested, and sat down again. Aziz hesitated. His audience was splitting up. The more familiar half was going, but the more... | A Passage To India |
"It will be a great pleasure." | Professor Godbole | them to this lady, then."<|quote|>"It will be a great pleasure."</|quote|>He forewent the pleasure, and | not quite say that." "Describe them to this lady, then."<|quote|>"It will be a great pleasure."</|quote|>He forewent the pleasure, and Aziz realized that he was | help on the narrative. "Oh no, oh no." "Still, they are ornamented in some way." "Oh no." "Well, why are they so famous? We all talk of the famous Marabar Caves. Perhaps that is our empty brag." "No, I should not quite say that." "Describe them to this lady, then."<|quote|>"It will be a great pleasure."</|quote|>He for... | an entrance in the rock which you enter, and through the entrance is the cave." "Something like the caves at Elephanta?" "Oh no, not at all; at Elephanta there are sculptures of Siva and Parvati. There are no sculptures at Marabar." "They are immensely holy, no doubt," said Aziz, to help on the narrative. "Oh no, oh no... | caves himself had always been "meaning" to go, but work or private business had prevented him, and they were so far. Professor Godbole chaffed him pleasantly. "My dear young sir, the pot and the kettle! Have you ever heard of that useful proverb?" "Are they large caves?" she asked. "No, not large." "Do describe them, P... | I can give you nothing." "I don't know why you say that, when you have so kindly asked us to your house." He thought again of his bungalow with horror. Good heavens, the stupid girl had taken him at his word! What was he to do? "Yes, all that is settled," he cried. "I invite you all to see me in the Marabar Caves." "I ... | in the Rains to a big mango grove belonging to an uncle and gorge there. "Then back with water streaming over you and perhaps rather a pain inside. But I did not mind. All my friends were paining with me. We have a proverb in Urdu: What does unhappiness matter when we are all unhappy together?' which comes in convenien... | pleasure." "Miss Quested, Professor Godbole's sweets are delicious," said Aziz sadly, for he wanted to send sweets too and had no wife to cook them. "They will give you a real Indian treat. Ah, in my poor position I can give you nothing." "I don't know why you say that, when you have so kindly asked us to your house." ... | A Passage To India |
He forewent the pleasure, and Aziz realized that he was keeping back something about the caves. He realized because he often suffered from similar inhibitions himself. Sometimes, to the exasperation of Major Callendar, he would pass over the one relevant fact in a position, to dwell on the hundred irrelevant. The Major... | No speaker | will be a great pleasure."<|quote|>He forewent the pleasure, and Aziz realized that he was keeping back something about the caves. He realized because he often suffered from similar inhibitions himself. Sometimes, to the exasperation of Major Callendar, he would pass over the one relevant fact in a position, to dwell o... | to this lady, then." "It will be a great pleasure."<|quote|>He forewent the pleasure, and Aziz realized that he was keeping back something about the caves. He realized because he often suffered from similar inhibitions himself. Sometimes, to the exasperation of Major Callendar, he would pass over the one relevant fact ... | oh no." "Still, they are ornamented in some way." "Oh no." "Well, why are they so famous? We all talk of the famous Marabar Caves. Perhaps that is our empty brag." "No, I should not quite say that." "Describe them to this lady, then." "It will be a great pleasure."<|quote|>He forewent the pleasure, and Aziz realized th... | you enter, and through the entrance is the cave." "Something like the caves at Elephanta?" "Oh no, not at all; at Elephanta there are sculptures of Siva and Parvati. There are no sculptures at Marabar." "They are immensely holy, no doubt," said Aziz, to help on the narrative. "Oh no, oh no." "Still, they are ornamented... | to go, but work or private business had prevented him, and they were so far. Professor Godbole chaffed him pleasantly. "My dear young sir, the pot and the kettle! Have you ever heard of that useful proverb?" "Are they large caves?" she asked. "No, not large." "Do describe them, Professor Godbole." "It will be a great h... | don't know why you say that, when you have so kindly asked us to your house." He thought again of his bungalow with horror. Good heavens, the stupid girl had taken him at his word! What was he to do? "Yes, all that is settled," he cried. "I invite you all to see me in the Marabar Caves." "I shall be delighted." "Oh, th... | mango grove belonging to an uncle and gorge there. "Then back with water streaming over you and perhaps rather a pain inside. But I did not mind. All my friends were paining with me. We have a proverb in Urdu: What does unhappiness matter when we are all unhappy together?' which comes in conveniently after mangoes. Mis... | was an "unconventional" afternoon, he stopped. Talk went on as before. Could one offer the visitors unripe mangoes in a fool? "I speak now as a doctor: no." Then the old man said, "But I will send you up a few healthy sweets. I will give myself that pleasure." "Miss Quested, Professor Godbole's sweets are delicious," s... | A Passage To India |
"What's happened to Fielding? Where's my mother?" | Ronny Heaslop | he called from the garden:<|quote|>"What's happened to Fielding? Where's my mother?"</|quote|>"Good evening!" she replied coolly. | took no trouble to conceal, he called from the garden:<|quote|>"What's happened to Fielding? Where's my mother?"</|quote|>"Good evening!" she replied coolly. "I want you and mother | at every move by an opponent who would not even admit that a move had been made, and further than ever from discovering what, if anything, was extraordinary about the Marabar Caves. Into this Ronny dropped. With an annoyance he took no trouble to conceal, he called from the garden:<|quote|>"What's happened to Fielding?... | encountering Ancient Night. Aziz played a thrilling game. He was handling a human toy that refused to work he knew that much. If it worked, neither he nor Professor Godbole would be the least advantaged, but the attempt enthralled him and was akin to abstract thought. On he chattered, defeated at every move by an oppon... | in a position, to dwell on the hundred irrelevant. The Major accused him of disingenuousness, and was roughly right, but only roughly. It was rather that a power he couldn't control capriciously silenced his mind. Godbole had been silenced now; no doubt not willingly, he was concealing something. Handled subtly, he mig... | she asked. "No, not large." "Do describe them, Professor Godbole." "It will be a great honour." He drew up his chair and an expression of tension came over his face. Taking the cigarette box, she offered to him and to Aziz, and lit up herself. After an impressive pause he said: "There is an entrance in the rock which y... | own plans. She replied that she should like to see over the College. Everyone immediately rose, with the exception of Professor Godbole, who was finishing a banana. "Don't you come too, Adela; you dislike institutions." "Yes, that is so," said Miss Quested, and sat down again. Aziz hesitated. His audience was splitting... | in the Marabar Hills?" "We hear nothing interesting up at the club. Only tennis and ridiculous gossip." The old man was silent, perhaps feeling that it was unseemly of her to criticize her race, perhaps fearing that if he agreed she would report him for disloyalty. But the young man uttered a rapid "I know." "Then tell... | A Passage To India |
"Good evening!" | Adela Quested | to Fielding? Where's my mother?"<|quote|>"Good evening!"</|quote|>she replied coolly. "I want | from the garden: "What's happened to Fielding? Where's my mother?"<|quote|>"Good evening!"</|quote|>she replied coolly. "I want you and mother at once. | would not even admit that a move had been made, and further than ever from discovering what, if anything, was extraordinary about the Marabar Caves. Into this Ronny dropped. With an annoyance he took no trouble to conceal, he called from the garden: "What's happened to Fielding? Where's my mother?"<|quote|>"Good evenin... | game. He was handling a human toy that refused to work he knew that much. If it worked, neither he nor Professor Godbole would be the least advantaged, but the attempt enthralled him and was akin to abstract thought. On he chattered, defeated at every move by an opponent who would not even admit that a move had been ma... | hundred irrelevant. The Major accused him of disingenuousness, and was roughly right, but only roughly. It was rather that a power he couldn't control capriciously silenced his mind. Godbole had been silenced now; no doubt not willingly, he was concealing something. Handled subtly, he might regain control and announce ... | them, Professor Godbole." "It will be a great honour." He drew up his chair and an expression of tension came over his face. Taking the cigarette box, she offered to him and to Aziz, and lit up herself. After an impressive pause he said: "There is an entrance in the rock which you enter, and through the entrance is the... | like to see over the College. Everyone immediately rose, with the exception of Professor Godbole, who was finishing a banana. "Don't you come too, Adela; you dislike institutions." "Yes, that is so," said Miss Quested, and sat down again. Aziz hesitated. His audience was splitting up. The more familiar half was going, ... | my poor sweets. But has not Miss Quested visited our caves already?" "No. I've not even heard of them." "Not heard of them?" both cried. "The Marabar Caves in the Marabar Hills?" "We hear nothing interesting up at the club. Only tennis and ridiculous gossip." The old man was silent, perhaps feeling that it was unseemly... | A Passage To India |
she replied coolly. | No speaker | Where's my mother?" "Good evening!"<|quote|>she replied coolly.</|quote|>"I want you and mother | garden: "What's happened to Fielding? Where's my mother?" "Good evening!"<|quote|>she replied coolly.</|quote|>"I want you and mother at once. There's to be | even admit that a move had been made, and further than ever from discovering what, if anything, was extraordinary about the Marabar Caves. Into this Ronny dropped. With an annoyance he took no trouble to conceal, he called from the garden: "What's happened to Fielding? Where's my mother?" "Good evening!"<|quote|>she re... | was handling a human toy that refused to work he knew that much. If it worked, neither he nor Professor Godbole would be the least advantaged, but the attempt enthralled him and was akin to abstract thought. On he chattered, defeated at every move by an opponent who would not even admit that a move had been made, and f... | The Major accused him of disingenuousness, and was roughly right, but only roughly. It was rather that a power he couldn't control capriciously silenced his mind. Godbole had been silenced now; no doubt not willingly, he was concealing something. Handled subtly, he might regain control and announce that the Marabar Cav... | Godbole." "It will be a great honour." He drew up his chair and an expression of tension came over his face. Taking the cigarette box, she offered to him and to Aziz, and lit up herself. After an impressive pause he said: "There is an entrance in the rock which you enter, and through the entrance is the cave." "Somethi... | see over the College. Everyone immediately rose, with the exception of Professor Godbole, who was finishing a banana. "Don't you come too, Adela; you dislike institutions." "Yes, that is so," said Miss Quested, and sat down again. Aziz hesitated. His audience was splitting up. The more familiar half was going, but the ... | relevant fact in a position, to dwell on the hundred irrelevant. The Major accused him of disingenuousness, and was roughly right, but only roughly. It was rather that a power he couldn't control capriciously silenced his mind. Godbole had been silenced now; no doubt not willingly, he was concealing something. Handled ... | A Passage To India |
"I want you and mother at once. There's to be polo." | Ronny Heaslop | "Good evening!" she replied coolly.<|quote|>"I want you and mother at once. There's to be polo."</|quote|>"I thought there was to | to Fielding? Where's my mother?" "Good evening!" she replied coolly.<|quote|>"I want you and mother at once. There's to be polo."</|quote|>"I thought there was to be no polo." "Everything's altered. | a move had been made, and further than ever from discovering what, if anything, was extraordinary about the Marabar Caves. Into this Ronny dropped. With an annoyance he took no trouble to conceal, he called from the garden: "What's happened to Fielding? Where's my mother?" "Good evening!" she replied coolly.<|quote|>"I... | human toy that refused to work he knew that much. If it worked, neither he nor Professor Godbole would be the least advantaged, but the attempt enthralled him and was akin to abstract thought. On he chattered, defeated at every move by an opponent who would not even admit that a move had been made, and further than eve... | him of disingenuousness, and was roughly right, but only roughly. It was rather that a power he couldn't control capriciously silenced his mind. Godbole had been silenced now; no doubt not willingly, he was concealing something. Handled subtly, he might regain control and announce that the Marabar Caves were full of st... | be a great honour." He drew up his chair and an expression of tension came over his face. Taking the cigarette box, she offered to him and to Aziz, and lit up herself. After an impressive pause he said: "There is an entrance in the rock which you enter, and through the entrance is the cave." "Something like the caves a... | College. Everyone immediately rose, with the exception of Professor Godbole, who was finishing a banana. "Don't you come too, Adela; you dislike institutions." "Yes, that is so," said Miss Quested, and sat down again. Aziz hesitated. His audience was splitting up. The more familiar half was going, but the more attentiv... | he had never visited the caves himself had always been "meaning" to go, but work or private business had prevented him, and they were so far. Professor Godbole chaffed him pleasantly. "My dear young sir, the pot and the kettle! Have you ever heard of that useful proverb?" "Are they large caves?" she asked. "No, not lar... | A Passage To India |
"I thought there was to be no polo." | Adela Quested | once. There's to be polo."<|quote|>"I thought there was to be no polo."</|quote|>"Everything's altered. Some soldier men | want you and mother at once. There's to be polo."<|quote|>"I thought there was to be no polo."</|quote|>"Everything's altered. Some soldier men have come in. Come along | what, if anything, was extraordinary about the Marabar Caves. Into this Ronny dropped. With an annoyance he took no trouble to conceal, he called from the garden: "What's happened to Fielding? Where's my mother?" "Good evening!" she replied coolly. "I want you and mother at once. There's to be polo."<|quote|>"I thought... | it worked, neither he nor Professor Godbole would be the least advantaged, but the attempt enthralled him and was akin to abstract thought. On he chattered, defeated at every move by an opponent who would not even admit that a move had been made, and further than ever from discovering what, if anything, was extraordina... | was rather that a power he couldn't control capriciously silenced his mind. Godbole had been silenced now; no doubt not willingly, he was concealing something. Handled subtly, he might regain control and announce that the Marabar Caves were full of stalactites, perhaps; Aziz led up to this, but they weren't. The dialog... | expression of tension came over his face. Taking the cigarette box, she offered to him and to Aziz, and lit up herself. After an impressive pause he said: "There is an entrance in the rock which you enter, and through the entrance is the cave." "Something like the caves at Elephanta?" "Oh no, not at all; at Elephanta t... | was finishing a banana. "Don't you come too, Adela; you dislike institutions." "Yes, that is so," said Miss Quested, and sat down again. Aziz hesitated. His audience was splitting up. The more familiar half was going, but the more attentive remained. Reflecting that it was an "unconventional" afternoon, he stopped. Tal... | the famous Marabar Caves. Perhaps that is our empty brag." "No, I should not quite say that." "Describe them to this lady, then." "It will be a great pleasure." He forewent the pleasure, and Aziz realized that he was keeping back something about the caves. He realized because he often suffered from similar inhibitions ... | A Passage To India |
"Everything's altered. Some soldier men have come in. Come along and I'll tell you about it." | Ronny Heaslop | was to be no polo."<|quote|>"Everything's altered. Some soldier men have come in. Come along and I'll tell you about it."</|quote|>"Your mother will return shortly, | be polo." "I thought there was to be no polo."<|quote|>"Everything's altered. Some soldier men have come in. Come along and I'll tell you about it."</|quote|>"Your mother will return shortly, sir," said Professor Godbole, who | Caves. Into this Ronny dropped. With an annoyance he took no trouble to conceal, he called from the garden: "What's happened to Fielding? Where's my mother?" "Good evening!" she replied coolly. "I want you and mother at once. There's to be polo." "I thought there was to be no polo."<|quote|>"Everything's altered. Some ... | be the least advantaged, but the attempt enthralled him and was akin to abstract thought. On he chattered, defeated at every move by an opponent who would not even admit that a move had been made, and further than ever from discovering what, if anything, was extraordinary about the Marabar Caves. Into this Ronny droppe... | capriciously silenced his mind. Godbole had been silenced now; no doubt not willingly, he was concealing something. Handled subtly, he might regain control and announce that the Marabar Caves were full of stalactites, perhaps; Aziz led up to this, but they weren't. The dialogue remained light and friendly, and Adela ha... | the cigarette box, she offered to him and to Aziz, and lit up herself. After an impressive pause he said: "There is an entrance in the rock which you enter, and through the entrance is the cave." "Something like the caves at Elephanta?" "Oh no, not at all; at Elephanta there are sculptures of Siva and Parvati. There ar... | Adela; you dislike institutions." "Yes, that is so," said Miss Quested, and sat down again. Aziz hesitated. His audience was splitting up. The more familiar half was going, but the more attentive remained. Reflecting that it was an "unconventional" afternoon, he stopped. Talk went on as before. Could one offer the visi... | pause he said: "There is an entrance in the rock which you enter, and through the entrance is the cave." "Something like the caves at Elephanta?" "Oh no, not at all; at Elephanta there are sculptures of Siva and Parvati. There are no sculptures at Marabar." "They are immensely holy, no doubt," said Aziz, to help on the... | A Passage To India |
"Your mother will return shortly, sir," | Professor Godbole | I'll tell you about it."<|quote|>"Your mother will return shortly, sir,"</|quote|>said Professor Godbole, who had | come in. Come along and I'll tell you about it."<|quote|>"Your mother will return shortly, sir,"</|quote|>said Professor Godbole, who had risen with deference. "There is | from the garden: "What's happened to Fielding? Where's my mother?" "Good evening!" she replied coolly. "I want you and mother at once. There's to be polo." "I thought there was to be no polo." "Everything's altered. Some soldier men have come in. Come along and I'll tell you about it."<|quote|>"Your mother will return ... | he chattered, defeated at every move by an opponent who would not even admit that a move had been made, and further than ever from discovering what, if anything, was extraordinary about the Marabar Caves. Into this Ronny dropped. With an annoyance he took no trouble to conceal, he called from the garden: "What's happen... | something. Handled subtly, he might regain control and announce that the Marabar Caves were full of stalactites, perhaps; Aziz led up to this, but they weren't. The dialogue remained light and friendly, and Adela had no conception of its underdrift. She did not know that the comparatively simple mind of the Mohammedan ... | impressive pause he said: "There is an entrance in the rock which you enter, and through the entrance is the cave." "Something like the caves at Elephanta?" "Oh no, not at all; at Elephanta there are sculptures of Siva and Parvati. There are no sculptures at Marabar." "They are immensely holy, no doubt," said Aziz, to ... | hesitated. His audience was splitting up. The more familiar half was going, but the more attentive remained. Reflecting that it was an "unconventional" afternoon, he stopped. Talk went on as before. Could one offer the visitors unripe mangoes in a fool? "I speak now as a doctor: no." Then the old man said, "But I will ... | at Elephanta there are sculptures of Siva and Parvati. There are no sculptures at Marabar." "They are immensely holy, no doubt," said Aziz, to help on the narrative. "Oh no, oh no." "Still, they are ornamented in some way." "Oh no." "Well, why are they so famous? We all talk of the famous Marabar Caves. Perhaps that is... | A Passage To India |
said Professor Godbole, who had risen with deference. | No speaker | mother will return shortly, sir,"<|quote|>said Professor Godbole, who had risen with deference.</|quote|>"There is but little to | tell you about it." "Your mother will return shortly, sir,"<|quote|>said Professor Godbole, who had risen with deference.</|quote|>"There is but little to see at our poor college." | Fielding? Where's my mother?" "Good evening!" she replied coolly. "I want you and mother at once. There's to be polo." "I thought there was to be no polo." "Everything's altered. Some soldier men have come in. Come along and I'll tell you about it." "Your mother will return shortly, sir,"<|quote|>said Professor Godbole... | by an opponent who would not even admit that a move had been made, and further than ever from discovering what, if anything, was extraordinary about the Marabar Caves. Into this Ronny dropped. With an annoyance he took no trouble to conceal, he called from the garden: "What's happened to Fielding? Where's my mother?" "... | control and announce that the Marabar Caves were full of stalactites, perhaps; Aziz led up to this, but they weren't. The dialogue remained light and friendly, and Adela had no conception of its underdrift. She did not know that the comparatively simple mind of the Mohammedan was encountering Ancient Night. Aziz played... | an entrance in the rock which you enter, and through the entrance is the cave." "Something like the caves at Elephanta?" "Oh no, not at all; at Elephanta there are sculptures of Siva and Parvati. There are no sculptures at Marabar." "They are immensely holy, no doubt," said Aziz, to help on the narrative. "Oh no, oh no... | The more familiar half was going, but the more attentive remained. Reflecting that it was an "unconventional" afternoon, he stopped. Talk went on as before. Could one offer the visitors unripe mangoes in a fool? "I speak now as a doctor: no." Then the old man said, "But I will send you up a few healthy sweets. I will g... | chair and an expression of tension came over his face. Taking the cigarette box, she offered to him and to Aziz, and lit up herself. After an impressive pause he said: "There is an entrance in the rock which you enter, and through the entrance is the cave." "Something like the caves at Elephanta?" "Oh no, not at all; a... | A Passage To India |
"There is but little to see at our poor college." | Professor Godbole | who had risen with deference.<|quote|>"There is but little to see at our poor college."</|quote|>Ronny took no notice, but | shortly, sir," said Professor Godbole, who had risen with deference.<|quote|>"There is but little to see at our poor college."</|quote|>Ronny took no notice, but continued to address his remarks | coolly. "I want you and mother at once. There's to be polo." "I thought there was to be no polo." "Everything's altered. Some soldier men have come in. Come along and I'll tell you about it." "Your mother will return shortly, sir," said Professor Godbole, who had risen with deference.<|quote|>"There is but little to se... | that a move had been made, and further than ever from discovering what, if anything, was extraordinary about the Marabar Caves. Into this Ronny dropped. With an annoyance he took no trouble to conceal, he called from the garden: "What's happened to Fielding? Where's my mother?" "Good evening!" she replied coolly. "I wa... | full of stalactites, perhaps; Aziz led up to this, but they weren't. The dialogue remained light and friendly, and Adela had no conception of its underdrift. She did not know that the comparatively simple mind of the Mohammedan was encountering Ancient Night. Aziz played a thrilling game. He was handling a human toy th... | and through the entrance is the cave." "Something like the caves at Elephanta?" "Oh no, not at all; at Elephanta there are sculptures of Siva and Parvati. There are no sculptures at Marabar." "They are immensely holy, no doubt," said Aziz, to help on the narrative. "Oh no, oh no." "Still, they are ornamented in some wa... | more attentive remained. Reflecting that it was an "unconventional" afternoon, he stopped. Talk went on as before. Could one offer the visitors unripe mangoes in a fool? "I speak now as a doctor: no." Then the old man said, "But I will send you up a few healthy sweets. I will give myself that pleasure." "Miss Quested, ... | evening? What are these caves?" Aziz undertook to explain, but it presently appeared that he had never visited the caves himself had always been "meaning" to go, but work or private business had prevented him, and they were so far. Professor Godbole chaffed him pleasantly. "My dear young sir, the pot and the kettle! Ha... | A Passage To India |
Ronny took no notice, but continued to address his remarks to Adela; he had hurried away from his work to take her to see the polo, because he thought it would give her pleasure. He did not mean to be rude to the two men, but the only link he could be conscious of with an Indian was the official, and neither happened t... | No speaker | see at our poor college."<|quote|>Ronny took no notice, but continued to address his remarks to Adela; he had hurried away from his work to take her to see the polo, because he thought it would give her pleasure. He did not mean to be rude to the two men, but the only link he could be conscious of with an Indian was th... | "There is but little to see at our poor college."<|quote|>Ronny took no notice, but continued to address his remarks to Adela; he had hurried away from his work to take her to see the polo, because he thought it would give her pleasure. He did not mean to be rude to the two men, but the only link he could be conscious ... | be polo." "I thought there was to be no polo." "Everything's altered. Some soldier men have come in. Come along and I'll tell you about it." "Your mother will return shortly, sir," said Professor Godbole, who had risen with deference. "There is but little to see at our poor college."<|quote|>Ronny took no notice, but c... | from discovering what, if anything, was extraordinary about the Marabar Caves. Into this Ronny dropped. With an annoyance he took no trouble to conceal, he called from the garden: "What's happened to Fielding? Where's my mother?" "Good evening!" she replied coolly. "I want you and mother at once. There's to be polo." "... | they weren't. The dialogue remained light and friendly, and Adela had no conception of its underdrift. She did not know that the comparatively simple mind of the Mohammedan was encountering Ancient Night. Aziz played a thrilling game. He was handling a human toy that refused to work he knew that much. If it worked, nei... | caves at Elephanta?" "Oh no, not at all; at Elephanta there are sculptures of Siva and Parvati. There are no sculptures at Marabar." "They are immensely holy, no doubt," said Aziz, to help on the narrative. "Oh no, oh no." "Still, they are ornamented in some way." "Oh no." "Well, why are they so famous? We all talk of ... | he stopped. Talk went on as before. Could one offer the visitors unripe mangoes in a fool? "I speak now as a doctor: no." Then the old man said, "But I will send you up a few healthy sweets. I will give myself that pleasure." "Miss Quested, Professor Godbole's sweets are delicious," said Aziz sadly, for he wanted to se... | in some way." "Oh no." "Well, why are they so famous? We all talk of the famous Marabar Caves. Perhaps that is our empty brag." "No, I should not quite say that." "Describe them to this lady, then." "It will be a great pleasure." He forewent the pleasure, and Aziz realized that he was keeping back something about the c... | A Passage To India |
"Come along up and join us, Mr. Heaslop; sit down till your mother turns up." | Dr. Aziz | friendly, called from his seat,<|quote|>"Come along up and join us, Mr. Heaslop; sit down till your mother turns up."</|quote|>Ronny replied by ordering one | with Godbole, and now, offensively friendly, called from his seat,<|quote|>"Come along up and join us, Mr. Heaslop; sit down till your mother turns up."</|quote|>Ronny replied by ordering one of Fielding's servants to fetch | and neither happened to be his subordinate. As private individuals he forgot them. Unfortunately Aziz was in no mood to be forgotten. He would not give up the secure and intimate note of the last hour. He had not risen with Godbole, and now, offensively friendly, called from his seat,<|quote|>"Come along up and join us... | to Adela; he had hurried away from his work to take her to see the polo, because he thought it would give her pleasure. He did not mean to be rude to the two men, but the only link he could be conscious of with an Indian was the official, and neither happened to be his subordinate. As private individuals he forgot them... | Caves. Into this Ronny dropped. With an annoyance he took no trouble to conceal, he called from the garden: "What's happened to Fielding? Where's my mother?" "Good evening!" she replied coolly. "I want you and mother at once. There's to be polo." "I thought there was to be no polo." "Everything's altered. Some soldier ... | from similar inhibitions himself. Sometimes, to the exasperation of Major Callendar, he would pass over the one relevant fact in a position, to dwell on the hundred irrelevant. The Major accused him of disingenuousness, and was roughly right, but only roughly. It was rather that a power he couldn't control capriciously... | with horror. Good heavens, the stupid girl had taken him at his word! What was he to do? "Yes, all that is settled," he cried. "I invite you all to see me in the Marabar Caves." "I shall be delighted." "Oh, that is a most magnificent entertainment compared to my poor sweets. But has not Miss Quested visited our caves a... | some way." "Oh no." "Well, why are they so famous? We all talk of the famous Marabar Caves. Perhaps that is our empty brag." "No, I should not quite say that." "Describe them to this lady, then." "It will be a great pleasure." He forewent the pleasure, and Aziz realized that he was keeping back something about the cave... | A Passage To India |
Ronny replied by ordering one of Fielding's servants to fetch his master at once. | No speaker | till your mother turns up."<|quote|>Ronny replied by ordering one of Fielding's servants to fetch his master at once.</|quote|>"He may not understand that. | us, Mr. Heaslop; sit down till your mother turns up."<|quote|>Ronny replied by ordering one of Fielding's servants to fetch his master at once.</|quote|>"He may not understand that. Allow me" Aziz repeated the | was in no mood to be forgotten. He would not give up the secure and intimate note of the last hour. He had not risen with Godbole, and now, offensively friendly, called from his seat, "Come along up and join us, Mr. Heaslop; sit down till your mother turns up."<|quote|>Ronny replied by ordering one of Fielding's servan... | polo, because he thought it would give her pleasure. He did not mean to be rude to the two men, but the only link he could be conscious of with an Indian was the official, and neither happened to be his subordinate. As private individuals he forgot them. Unfortunately Aziz was in no mood to be forgotten. He would not g... | called from the garden: "What's happened to Fielding? Where's my mother?" "Good evening!" she replied coolly. "I want you and mother at once. There's to be polo." "I thought there was to be no polo." "Everything's altered. Some soldier men have come in. Come along and I'll tell you about it." "Your mother will return s... | the one relevant fact in a position, to dwell on the hundred irrelevant. The Major accused him of disingenuousness, and was roughly right, but only roughly. It was rather that a power he couldn't control capriciously silenced his mind. Godbole had been silenced now; no doubt not willingly, he was concealing something. ... | he to do? "Yes, all that is settled," he cried. "I invite you all to see me in the Marabar Caves." "I shall be delighted." "Oh, that is a most magnificent entertainment compared to my poor sweets. But has not Miss Quested visited our caves already?" "No. I've not even heard of them." "Not heard of them?" both cried. "T... | silenced now; no doubt not willingly, he was concealing something. Handled subtly, he might regain control and announce that the Marabar Caves were full of stalactites, perhaps; Aziz led up to this, but they weren't. The dialogue remained light and friendly, and Adela had no conception of its underdrift. She did not kn... | A Passage To India |
"He may not understand that. Allow me" | Dr. Aziz | fetch his master at once.<|quote|>"He may not understand that. Allow me"</|quote|>Aziz repeated the order idiomatically. | one of Fielding's servants to fetch his master at once.<|quote|>"He may not understand that. Allow me"</|quote|>Aziz repeated the order idiomatically. Ronny was tempted to retort; | and intimate note of the last hour. He had not risen with Godbole, and now, offensively friendly, called from his seat, "Come along up and join us, Mr. Heaslop; sit down till your mother turns up." Ronny replied by ordering one of Fielding's servants to fetch his master at once.<|quote|>"He may not understand that. All... | be rude to the two men, but the only link he could be conscious of with an Indian was the official, and neither happened to be his subordinate. As private individuals he forgot them. Unfortunately Aziz was in no mood to be forgotten. He would not give up the secure and intimate note of the last hour. He had not risen w... | replied coolly. "I want you and mother at once. There's to be polo." "I thought there was to be no polo." "Everything's altered. Some soldier men have come in. Come along and I'll tell you about it." "Your mother will return shortly, sir," said Professor Godbole, who had risen with deference. "There is but little to se... | Major accused him of disingenuousness, and was roughly right, but only roughly. It was rather that a power he couldn't control capriciously silenced his mind. Godbole had been silenced now; no doubt not willingly, he was concealing something. Handled subtly, he might regain control and announce that the Marabar Caves w... | to see me in the Marabar Caves." "I shall be delighted." "Oh, that is a most magnificent entertainment compared to my poor sweets. But has not Miss Quested visited our caves already?" "No. I've not even heard of them." "Not heard of them?" both cried. "The Marabar Caves in the Marabar Hills?" "We hear nothing interesti... | cigarette box, she offered to him and to Aziz, and lit up herself. After an impressive pause he said: "There is an entrance in the rock which you enter, and through the entrance is the cave." "Something like the caves at Elephanta?" "Oh no, not at all; at Elephanta there are sculptures of Siva and Parvati. There are no... | A Passage To India |
Aziz repeated the order idiomatically. Ronny was tempted to retort; he knew the type; he knew all the types, and this was the spoilt Westernized. But he was a servant of the Government, it was his job to avoid "incidents," so he said nothing, and ignored the provocation that Aziz continued to offer. Aziz was provocativ... | No speaker | not understand that. Allow me"<|quote|>Aziz repeated the order idiomatically. Ronny was tempted to retort; he knew the type; he knew all the types, and this was the spoilt Westernized. But he was a servant of the Government, it was his job to avoid "incidents," so he said nothing, and ignored the provocation that Aziz ... | master at once. "He may not understand that. Allow me"<|quote|>Aziz repeated the order idiomatically. Ronny was tempted to retort; he knew the type; he knew all the types, and this was the spoilt Westernized. But he was a servant of the Government, it was his job to avoid "incidents," so he said nothing, and ignored th... | He had not risen with Godbole, and now, offensively friendly, called from his seat, "Come along up and join us, Mr. Heaslop; sit down till your mother turns up." Ronny replied by ordering one of Fielding's servants to fetch his master at once. "He may not understand that. Allow me"<|quote|>Aziz repeated the order idiom... | the only link he could be conscious of with an Indian was the official, and neither happened to be his subordinate. As private individuals he forgot them. Unfortunately Aziz was in no mood to be forgotten. He would not give up the secure and intimate note of the last hour. He had not risen with Godbole, and now, offens... | at once. There's to be polo." "I thought there was to be no polo." "Everything's altered. Some soldier men have come in. Come along and I'll tell you about it." "Your mother will return shortly, sir," said Professor Godbole, who had risen with deference. "There is but little to see at our poor college." Ronny took no n... | roughly right, but only roughly. It was rather that a power he couldn't control capriciously silenced his mind. Godbole had been silenced now; no doubt not willingly, he was concealing something. Handled subtly, he might regain control and announce that the Marabar Caves were full of stalactites, perhaps; Aziz led up t... | "I shall be delighted." "Oh, that is a most magnificent entertainment compared to my poor sweets. But has not Miss Quested visited our caves already?" "No. I've not even heard of them." "Not heard of them?" both cried. "The Marabar Caves in the Marabar Hills?" "We hear nothing interesting up at the club. Only tennis an... | would pass over the one relevant fact in a position, to dwell on the hundred irrelevant. The Major accused him of disingenuousness, and was roughly right, but only roughly. It was rather that a power he couldn't control capriciously silenced his mind. Godbole had been silenced now; no doubt not willingly, he was concea... | A Passage To India |
"Don't trouble to come, mother," | Ronny Heaslop | pillars of his beautiful hall.<|quote|>"Don't trouble to come, mother,"</|quote|>Ronny called; "we're just starting." | garden grouped among the blue pillars of his beautiful hall.<|quote|>"Don't trouble to come, mother,"</|quote|>Ronny called; "we're just starting." Then he hurried to Fielding, | puzzled by the sudden ugliness, Ronny fuming, the Brahman observing all three, but with downcast eyes and hands folded, as if nothing was noticeable. A scene from a play, thought Fielding, who now saw them from the distance across the garden grouped among the blue pillars of his beautiful hall.<|quote|>"Don't trouble t... | harm, but here was an Anglo-Indian who must become a man before comfort could be regained. He did not mean to be greasily confidential to Miss Quested, only to enlist her support; nor to be loud and jolly towards Professor Godbole. A strange quartette he fluttering to the ground, she puzzled by the sudden ugliness, Ron... | once. "He may not understand that. Allow me" Aziz repeated the order idiomatically. Ronny was tempted to retort; he knew the type; he knew all the types, and this was the spoilt Westernized. But he was a servant of the Government, it was his job to avoid "incidents," so he said nothing, and ignored the provocation that... | she replied coolly. "I want you and mother at once. There's to be polo." "I thought there was to be no polo." "Everything's altered. Some soldier men have come in. Come along and I'll tell you about it." "Your mother will return shortly, sir," said Professor Godbole, who had risen with deference. "There is but little t... | Godbole." "It will be a great honour." He drew up his chair and an expression of tension came over his face. Taking the cigarette box, she offered to him and to Aziz, and lit up herself. After an impressive pause he said: "There is an entrance in the rock which you enter, and through the entrance is the cave." "Somethi... | about the Marabar Caves. Into this Ronny dropped. With an annoyance he took no trouble to conceal, he called from the garden: "What's happened to Fielding? Where's my mother?" "Good evening!" she replied coolly. "I want you and mother at once. There's to be polo." "I thought there was to be no polo." "Everything's alte... | A Passage To India |
Ronny called; | No speaker | "Don't trouble to come, mother,"<|quote|>Ronny called;</|quote|>"we're just starting." Then he | pillars of his beautiful hall. "Don't trouble to come, mother,"<|quote|>Ronny called;</|quote|>"we're just starting." Then he hurried to Fielding, drew him | Ronny fuming, the Brahman observing all three, but with downcast eyes and hands folded, as if nothing was noticeable. A scene from a play, thought Fielding, who now saw them from the distance across the garden grouped among the blue pillars of his beautiful hall. "Don't trouble to come, mother,"<|quote|>Ronny called;</... | Anglo-Indian who must become a man before comfort could be regained. He did not mean to be greasily confidential to Miss Quested, only to enlist her support; nor to be loud and jolly towards Professor Godbole. A strange quartette he fluttering to the ground, she puzzled by the sudden ugliness, Ronny fuming, the Brahman... | that. Allow me" Aziz repeated the order idiomatically. Ronny was tempted to retort; he knew the type; he knew all the types, and this was the spoilt Westernized. But he was a servant of the Government, it was his job to avoid "incidents," so he said nothing, and ignored the provocation that Aziz continued to offer. Azi... | you and mother at once. There's to be polo." "I thought there was to be no polo." "Everything's altered. Some soldier men have come in. Come along and I'll tell you about it." "Your mother will return shortly, sir," said Professor Godbole, who had risen with deference. "There is but little to see at our poor college." ... | great honour." He drew up his chair and an expression of tension came over his face. Taking the cigarette box, she offered to him and to Aziz, and lit up herself. After an impressive pause he said: "There is an entrance in the rock which you enter, and through the entrance is the cave." "Something like the caves at Ele... | servants to fetch his master at once. "He may not understand that. Allow me" Aziz repeated the order idiomatically. Ronny was tempted to retort; he knew the type; he knew all the types, and this was the spoilt Westernized. But he was a servant of the Government, it was his job to avoid "incidents," so he said nothing, ... | A Passage To India |
"we're just starting." | Ronny Heaslop | to come, mother," Ronny called;<|quote|>"we're just starting."</|quote|>Then he hurried to Fielding, | his beautiful hall. "Don't trouble to come, mother," Ronny called;<|quote|>"we're just starting."</|quote|>Then he hurried to Fielding, drew him aside and said | the Brahman observing all three, but with downcast eyes and hands folded, as if nothing was noticeable. A scene from a play, thought Fielding, who now saw them from the distance across the garden grouped among the blue pillars of his beautiful hall. "Don't trouble to come, mother," Ronny called;<|quote|>"we're just sta... | must become a man before comfort could be regained. He did not mean to be greasily confidential to Miss Quested, only to enlist her support; nor to be loud and jolly towards Professor Godbole. A strange quartette he fluttering to the ground, she puzzled by the sudden ugliness, Ronny fuming, the Brahman observing all th... | me" Aziz repeated the order idiomatically. Ronny was tempted to retort; he knew the type; he knew all the types, and this was the spoilt Westernized. But he was a servant of the Government, it was his job to avoid "incidents," so he said nothing, and ignored the provocation that Aziz continued to offer. Aziz was provoc... | mother at once. There's to be polo." "I thought there was to be no polo." "Everything's altered. Some soldier men have come in. Come along and I'll tell you about it." "Your mother will return shortly, sir," said Professor Godbole, who had risen with deference. "There is but little to see at our poor college." Ronny to... | He drew up his chair and an expression of tension came over his face. Taking the cigarette box, she offered to him and to Aziz, and lit up herself. After an impressive pause he said: "There is an entrance in the rock which you enter, and through the entrance is the cave." "Something like the caves at Elephanta?" "Oh no... | been made, and further than ever from discovering what, if anything, was extraordinary about the Marabar Caves. Into this Ronny dropped. With an annoyance he took no trouble to conceal, he called from the garden: "What's happened to Fielding? Where's my mother?" "Good evening!" she replied coolly. "I want you and mothe... | A Passage To India |
Then he hurried to Fielding, drew him aside and said with pseudo-heartiness, | No speaker | Ronny called; "we're just starting."<|quote|>Then he hurried to Fielding, drew him aside and said with pseudo-heartiness,</|quote|>"I say, old man, do | "Don't trouble to come, mother," Ronny called; "we're just starting."<|quote|>Then he hurried to Fielding, drew him aside and said with pseudo-heartiness,</|quote|>"I say, old man, do excuse me, but I think | all three, but with downcast eyes and hands folded, as if nothing was noticeable. A scene from a play, thought Fielding, who now saw them from the distance across the garden grouped among the blue pillars of his beautiful hall. "Don't trouble to come, mother," Ronny called; "we're just starting."<|quote|>Then he hurrie... | man before comfort could be regained. He did not mean to be greasily confidential to Miss Quested, only to enlist her support; nor to be loud and jolly towards Professor Godbole. A strange quartette he fluttering to the ground, she puzzled by the sudden ugliness, Ronny fuming, the Brahman observing all three, but with ... | the order idiomatically. Ronny was tempted to retort; he knew the type; he knew all the types, and this was the spoilt Westernized. But he was a servant of the Government, it was his job to avoid "incidents," so he said nothing, and ignored the provocation that Aziz continued to offer. Aziz was provocative. Everything ... | There's to be polo." "I thought there was to be no polo." "Everything's altered. Some soldier men have come in. Come along and I'll tell you about it." "Your mother will return shortly, sir," said Professor Godbole, who had risen with deference. "There is but little to see at our poor college." Ronny took no notice, bu... | his chair and an expression of tension came over his face. Taking the cigarette box, she offered to him and to Aziz, and lit up herself. After an impressive pause he said: "There is an entrance in the rock which you enter, and through the entrance is the cave." "Something like the caves at Elephanta?" "Oh no, not at al... | the official, and neither happened to be his subordinate. As private individuals he forgot them. Unfortunately Aziz was in no mood to be forgotten. He would not give up the secure and intimate note of the last hour. He had not risen with Godbole, and now, offensively friendly, called from his seat, "Come along up and j... | A Passage To India |
"I say, old man, do excuse me, but I think perhaps you oughtn't to have left Miss Quested alone." | Ronny Heaslop | aside and said with pseudo-heartiness,<|quote|>"I say, old man, do excuse me, but I think perhaps you oughtn't to have left Miss Quested alone."</|quote|>"I'm sorry, what's up?" replied | hurried to Fielding, drew him aside and said with pseudo-heartiness,<|quote|>"I say, old man, do excuse me, but I think perhaps you oughtn't to have left Miss Quested alone."</|quote|>"I'm sorry, what's up?" replied Fielding, also trying to be | was noticeable. A scene from a play, thought Fielding, who now saw them from the distance across the garden grouped among the blue pillars of his beautiful hall. "Don't trouble to come, mother," Ronny called; "we're just starting." Then he hurried to Fielding, drew him aside and said with pseudo-heartiness,<|quote|>"I ... | greasily confidential to Miss Quested, only to enlist her support; nor to be loud and jolly towards Professor Godbole. A strange quartette he fluttering to the ground, she puzzled by the sudden ugliness, Ronny fuming, the Brahman observing all three, but with downcast eyes and hands folded, as if nothing was noticeable... | he knew all the types, and this was the spoilt Westernized. But he was a servant of the Government, it was his job to avoid "incidents," so he said nothing, and ignored the provocation that Aziz continued to offer. Aziz was provocative. Everything he said had an impertinent flavour or jarred. His wings were failing, bu... | "Everything's altered. Some soldier men have come in. Come along and I'll tell you about it." "Your mother will return shortly, sir," said Professor Godbole, who had risen with deference. "There is but little to see at our poor college." Ronny took no notice, but continued to address his remarks to Adela; he had hurrie... | the cigarette box, she offered to him and to Aziz, and lit up herself. After an impressive pause he said: "There is an entrance in the rock which you enter, and through the entrance is the cave." "Something like the caves at Elephanta?" "Oh no, not at all; at Elephanta there are sculptures of Siva and Parvati. There ar... | now, offensively friendly, called from his seat, "Come along up and join us, Mr. Heaslop; sit down till your mother turns up." Ronny replied by ordering one of Fielding's servants to fetch his master at once. "He may not understand that. Allow me" Aziz repeated the order idiomatically. Ronny was tempted to retort; he k... | A Passage To India |
"I'm sorry, what's up?" | Cyril Fielding | have left Miss Quested alone."<|quote|>"I'm sorry, what's up?"</|quote|>replied Fielding, also trying to | think perhaps you oughtn't to have left Miss Quested alone."<|quote|>"I'm sorry, what's up?"</|quote|>replied Fielding, also trying to be genial. "Well . . | grouped among the blue pillars of his beautiful hall. "Don't trouble to come, mother," Ronny called; "we're just starting." Then he hurried to Fielding, drew him aside and said with pseudo-heartiness, "I say, old man, do excuse me, but I think perhaps you oughtn't to have left Miss Quested alone."<|quote|>"I'm sorry, w... | A strange quartette he fluttering to the ground, she puzzled by the sudden ugliness, Ronny fuming, the Brahman observing all three, but with downcast eyes and hands folded, as if nothing was noticeable. A scene from a play, thought Fielding, who now saw them from the distance across the garden grouped among the blue pi... | it was his job to avoid "incidents," so he said nothing, and ignored the provocation that Aziz continued to offer. Aziz was provocative. Everything he said had an impertinent flavour or jarred. His wings were failing, but he refused to fall without a struggle. He did not mean to be impertinent to Mr. Heaslop, who had n... | return shortly, sir," said Professor Godbole, who had risen with deference. "There is but little to see at our poor college." Ronny took no notice, but continued to address his remarks to Adela; he had hurried away from his work to take her to see the polo, because he thought it would give her pleasure. He did not mean... | said: "There is an entrance in the rock which you enter, and through the entrance is the cave." "Something like the caves at Elephanta?" "Oh no, not at all; at Elephanta there are sculptures of Siva and Parvati. There are no sculptures at Marabar." "They are immensely holy, no doubt," said Aziz, to help on the narrativ... | no conception of its underdrift. She did not know that the comparatively simple mind of the Mohammedan was encountering Ancient Night. Aziz played a thrilling game. He was handling a human toy that refused to work he knew that much. If it worked, neither he nor Professor Godbole would be the least advantaged, but the a... | A Passage To India |
replied Fielding, also trying to be genial. | No speaker | alone." "I'm sorry, what's up?"<|quote|>replied Fielding, also trying to be genial.</|quote|>"Well . . . I'm | to have left Miss Quested alone." "I'm sorry, what's up?"<|quote|>replied Fielding, also trying to be genial.</|quote|>"Well . . . I'm the sun-dried bureaucrat, no doubt; | pillars of his beautiful hall. "Don't trouble to come, mother," Ronny called; "we're just starting." Then he hurried to Fielding, drew him aside and said with pseudo-heartiness, "I say, old man, do excuse me, but I think perhaps you oughtn't to have left Miss Quested alone." "I'm sorry, what's up?"<|quote|>replied Fiel... | fluttering to the ground, she puzzled by the sudden ugliness, Ronny fuming, the Brahman observing all three, but with downcast eyes and hands folded, as if nothing was noticeable. A scene from a play, thought Fielding, who now saw them from the distance across the garden grouped among the blue pillars of his beautiful ... | to avoid "incidents," so he said nothing, and ignored the provocation that Aziz continued to offer. Aziz was provocative. Everything he said had an impertinent flavour or jarred. His wings were failing, but he refused to fall without a struggle. He did not mean to be impertinent to Mr. Heaslop, who had never done him h... | Professor Godbole, who had risen with deference. "There is but little to see at our poor college." Ronny took no notice, but continued to address his remarks to Adela; he had hurried away from his work to take her to see the polo, because he thought it would give her pleasure. He did not mean to be rude to the two men,... | entrance in the rock which you enter, and through the entrance is the cave." "Something like the caves at Elephanta?" "Oh no, not at all; at Elephanta there are sculptures of Siva and Parvati. There are no sculptures at Marabar." "They are immensely holy, no doubt," said Aziz, to help on the narrative. "Oh no, oh no." ... | a servant of the Government, it was his job to avoid "incidents," so he said nothing, and ignored the provocation that Aziz continued to offer. Aziz was provocative. Everything he said had an impertinent flavour or jarred. His wings were failing, but he refused to fall without a struggle. He did not mean to be impertin... | A Passage To India |
"Well . . . I'm the sun-dried bureaucrat, no doubt; still, I don't like to see an English girl left smoking with two Indians." | Ronny Heaslop | also trying to be genial.<|quote|>"Well . . . I'm the sun-dried bureaucrat, no doubt; still, I don't like to see an English girl left smoking with two Indians."</|quote|>"She stopped, as she smokes, | sorry, what's up?" replied Fielding, also trying to be genial.<|quote|>"Well . . . I'm the sun-dried bureaucrat, no doubt; still, I don't like to see an English girl left smoking with two Indians."</|quote|>"She stopped, as she smokes, by her own wish, old | to come, mother," Ronny called; "we're just starting." Then he hurried to Fielding, drew him aside and said with pseudo-heartiness, "I say, old man, do excuse me, but I think perhaps you oughtn't to have left Miss Quested alone." "I'm sorry, what's up?" replied Fielding, also trying to be genial.<|quote|>"Well . . . I'... | the sudden ugliness, Ronny fuming, the Brahman observing all three, but with downcast eyes and hands folded, as if nothing was noticeable. A scene from a play, thought Fielding, who now saw them from the distance across the garden grouped among the blue pillars of his beautiful hall. "Don't trouble to come, mother," Ro... | and ignored the provocation that Aziz continued to offer. Aziz was provocative. Everything he said had an impertinent flavour or jarred. His wings were failing, but he refused to fall without a struggle. He did not mean to be impertinent to Mr. Heaslop, who had never done him harm, but here was an Anglo-Indian who must... | "There is but little to see at our poor college." Ronny took no notice, but continued to address his remarks to Adela; he had hurried away from his work to take her to see the polo, because he thought it would give her pleasure. He did not mean to be rude to the two men, but the only link he could be conscious of with ... | and through the entrance is the cave." "Something like the caves at Elephanta?" "Oh no, not at all; at Elephanta there are sculptures of Siva and Parvati. There are no sculptures at Marabar." "They are immensely holy, no doubt," said Aziz, to help on the narrative. "Oh no, oh no." "Still, they are ornamented in some wa... | the type; he knew all the types, and this was the spoilt Westernized. But he was a servant of the Government, it was his job to avoid "incidents," so he said nothing, and ignored the provocation that Aziz continued to offer. Aziz was provocative. Everything he said had an impertinent flavour or jarred. His wings were f... | A Passage To India |
"She stopped, as she smokes, by her own wish, old man." | Cyril Fielding | left smoking with two Indians."<|quote|>"She stopped, as she smokes, by her own wish, old man."</|quote|>"Yes, that's all right in | to see an English girl left smoking with two Indians."<|quote|>"She stopped, as she smokes, by her own wish, old man."</|quote|>"Yes, that's all right in England." "I really can't see | do excuse me, but I think perhaps you oughtn't to have left Miss Quested alone." "I'm sorry, what's up?" replied Fielding, also trying to be genial. "Well . . . I'm the sun-dried bureaucrat, no doubt; still, I don't like to see an English girl left smoking with two Indians."<|quote|>"She stopped, as she smokes, by her ... | from a play, thought Fielding, who now saw them from the distance across the garden grouped among the blue pillars of his beautiful hall. "Don't trouble to come, mother," Ronny called; "we're just starting." Then he hurried to Fielding, drew him aside and said with pseudo-heartiness, "I say, old man, do excuse me, but ... | failing, but he refused to fall without a struggle. He did not mean to be impertinent to Mr. Heaslop, who had never done him harm, but here was an Anglo-Indian who must become a man before comfort could be regained. He did not mean to be greasily confidential to Miss Quested, only to enlist her support; nor to be loud ... | hurried away from his work to take her to see the polo, because he thought it would give her pleasure. He did not mean to be rude to the two men, but the only link he could be conscious of with an Indian was the official, and neither happened to be his subordinate. As private individuals he forgot them. Unfortunately A... | Siva and Parvati. There are no sculptures at Marabar." "They are immensely holy, no doubt," said Aziz, to help on the narrative. "Oh no, oh no." "Still, they are ornamented in some way." "Oh no." "Well, why are they so famous? We all talk of the famous Marabar Caves. Perhaps that is our empty brag." "No, I should not q... | He did not mean to be rude to the two men, but the only link he could be conscious of with an Indian was the official, and neither happened to be his subordinate. As private individuals he forgot them. Unfortunately Aziz was in no mood to be forgotten. He would not give up the secure and intimate note of the last hour.... | A Passage To India |
"Yes, that's all right in England." | Ronny Heaslop | her own wish, old man."<|quote|>"Yes, that's all right in England."</|quote|>"I really can't see the | stopped, as she smokes, by her own wish, old man."<|quote|>"Yes, that's all right in England."</|quote|>"I really can't see the harm." "If you can't see, | left Miss Quested alone." "I'm sorry, what's up?" replied Fielding, also trying to be genial. "Well . . . I'm the sun-dried bureaucrat, no doubt; still, I don't like to see an English girl left smoking with two Indians." "She stopped, as she smokes, by her own wish, old man."<|quote|>"Yes, that's all right in England."... | distance across the garden grouped among the blue pillars of his beautiful hall. "Don't trouble to come, mother," Ronny called; "we're just starting." Then he hurried to Fielding, drew him aside and said with pseudo-heartiness, "I say, old man, do excuse me, but I think perhaps you oughtn't to have left Miss Quested al... | not mean to be impertinent to Mr. Heaslop, who had never done him harm, but here was an Anglo-Indian who must become a man before comfort could be regained. He did not mean to be greasily confidential to Miss Quested, only to enlist her support; nor to be loud and jolly towards Professor Godbole. A strange quartette he... | polo, because he thought it would give her pleasure. He did not mean to be rude to the two men, but the only link he could be conscious of with an Indian was the official, and neither happened to be his subordinate. As private individuals he forgot them. Unfortunately Aziz was in no mood to be forgotten. He would not g... | immensely holy, no doubt," said Aziz, to help on the narrative. "Oh no, oh no." "Still, they are ornamented in some way." "Oh no." "Well, why are they so famous? We all talk of the famous Marabar Caves. Perhaps that is our empty brag." "No, I should not quite say that." "Describe them to this lady, then." "It will be a... | to address his remarks to Adela; he had hurried away from his work to take her to see the polo, because he thought it would give her pleasure. He did not mean to be rude to the two men, but the only link he could be conscious of with an Indian was the official, and neither happened to be his subordinate. As private ind... | A Passage To India |
"I really can't see the harm." | Cyril Fielding | that's all right in England."<|quote|>"I really can't see the harm."</|quote|>"If you can't see, you | own wish, old man." "Yes, that's all right in England."<|quote|>"I really can't see the harm."</|quote|>"If you can't see, you can't see. . . . | what's up?" replied Fielding, also trying to be genial. "Well . . . I'm the sun-dried bureaucrat, no doubt; still, I don't like to see an English girl left smoking with two Indians." "She stopped, as she smokes, by her own wish, old man." "Yes, that's all right in England."<|quote|>"I really can't see the harm."</|quot... | the blue pillars of his beautiful hall. "Don't trouble to come, mother," Ronny called; "we're just starting." Then he hurried to Fielding, drew him aside and said with pseudo-heartiness, "I say, old man, do excuse me, but I think perhaps you oughtn't to have left Miss Quested alone." "I'm sorry, what's up?" replied Fie... | Mr. Heaslop, who had never done him harm, but here was an Anglo-Indian who must become a man before comfort could be regained. He did not mean to be greasily confidential to Miss Quested, only to enlist her support; nor to be loud and jolly towards Professor Godbole. A strange quartette he fluttering to the ground, she... | give her pleasure. He did not mean to be rude to the two men, but the only link he could be conscious of with an Indian was the official, and neither happened to be his subordinate. As private individuals he forgot them. Unfortunately Aziz was in no mood to be forgotten. He would not give up the secure and intimate not... | to help on the narrative. "Oh no, oh no." "Still, they are ornamented in some way." "Oh no." "Well, why are they so famous? We all talk of the famous Marabar Caves. Perhaps that is our empty brag." "No, I should not quite say that." "Describe them to this lady, then." "It will be a great pleasure." He forewent the plea... | "incidents," so he said nothing, and ignored the provocation that Aziz continued to offer. Aziz was provocative. Everything he said had an impertinent flavour or jarred. His wings were failing, but he refused to fall without a struggle. He did not mean to be impertinent to Mr. Heaslop, who had never done him harm, but ... | A Passage To India |
"If you can't see, you can't see. . . . Can't you see that fellow's a bounder?" | Ronny Heaslop | really can't see the harm."<|quote|>"If you can't see, you can't see. . . . Can't you see that fellow's a bounder?"</|quote|>Aziz flamboyant, was patronizing Mrs. | all right in England." "I really can't see the harm."<|quote|>"If you can't see, you can't see. . . . Can't you see that fellow's a bounder?"</|quote|>Aziz flamboyant, was patronizing Mrs. Moore. "He isn't a bounder," | to be genial. "Well . . . I'm the sun-dried bureaucrat, no doubt; still, I don't like to see an English girl left smoking with two Indians." "She stopped, as she smokes, by her own wish, old man." "Yes, that's all right in England." "I really can't see the harm."<|quote|>"If you can't see, you can't see. . . . Can't yo... | hall. "Don't trouble to come, mother," Ronny called; "we're just starting." Then he hurried to Fielding, drew him aside and said with pseudo-heartiness, "I say, old man, do excuse me, but I think perhaps you oughtn't to have left Miss Quested alone." "I'm sorry, what's up?" replied Fielding, also trying to be genial. "... | him harm, but here was an Anglo-Indian who must become a man before comfort could be regained. He did not mean to be greasily confidential to Miss Quested, only to enlist her support; nor to be loud and jolly towards Professor Godbole. A strange quartette he fluttering to the ground, she puzzled by the sudden ugliness,... | mean to be rude to the two men, but the only link he could be conscious of with an Indian was the official, and neither happened to be his subordinate. As private individuals he forgot them. Unfortunately Aziz was in no mood to be forgotten. He would not give up the secure and intimate note of the last hour. He had not... | no, oh no." "Still, they are ornamented in some way." "Oh no." "Well, why are they so famous? We all talk of the famous Marabar Caves. Perhaps that is our empty brag." "No, I should not quite say that." "Describe them to this lady, then." "It will be a great pleasure." He forewent the pleasure, and Aziz realized that h... | away from his work to take her to see the polo, because he thought it would give her pleasure. He did not mean to be rude to the two men, but the only link he could be conscious of with an Indian was the official, and neither happened to be his subordinate. As private individuals he forgot them. Unfortunately Aziz was ... | A Passage To India |
Aziz flamboyant, was patronizing Mrs. Moore. | No speaker | see that fellow's a bounder?"<|quote|>Aziz flamboyant, was patronizing Mrs. Moore.</|quote|>"He isn't a bounder," protested | . . . Can't you see that fellow's a bounder?"<|quote|>Aziz flamboyant, was patronizing Mrs. Moore.</|quote|>"He isn't a bounder," protested Fielding. "His nerves are on | to see an English girl left smoking with two Indians." "She stopped, as she smokes, by her own wish, old man." "Yes, that's all right in England." "I really can't see the harm." "If you can't see, you can't see. . . . Can't you see that fellow's a bounder?"<|quote|>Aziz flamboyant, was patronizing Mrs. Moore.</|quote|>... | him aside and said with pseudo-heartiness, "I say, old man, do excuse me, but I think perhaps you oughtn't to have left Miss Quested alone." "I'm sorry, what's up?" replied Fielding, also trying to be genial. "Well . . . I'm the sun-dried bureaucrat, no doubt; still, I don't like to see an English girl left smoking wit... | He did not mean to be greasily confidential to Miss Quested, only to enlist her support; nor to be loud and jolly towards Professor Godbole. A strange quartette he fluttering to the ground, she puzzled by the sudden ugliness, Ronny fuming, the Brahman observing all three, but with downcast eyes and hands folded, as if ... | with an Indian was the official, and neither happened to be his subordinate. As private individuals he forgot them. Unfortunately Aziz was in no mood to be forgotten. He would not give up the secure and intimate note of the last hour. He had not risen with Godbole, and now, offensively friendly, called from his seat, "... | famous? We all talk of the famous Marabar Caves. Perhaps that is our empty brag." "No, I should not quite say that." "Describe them to this lady, then." "It will be a great pleasure." He forewent the pleasure, and Aziz realized that he was keeping back something about the caves. He realized because he often suffered fr... | was his job to avoid "incidents," so he said nothing, and ignored the provocation that Aziz continued to offer. Aziz was provocative. Everything he said had an impertinent flavour or jarred. His wings were failing, but he refused to fall without a struggle. He did not mean to be impertinent to Mr. Heaslop, who had neve... | A Passage To India |
"He isn't a bounder," | Cyril Fielding | flamboyant, was patronizing Mrs. Moore.<|quote|>"He isn't a bounder,"</|quote|>protested Fielding. "His nerves are | that fellow's a bounder?" Aziz flamboyant, was patronizing Mrs. Moore.<|quote|>"He isn't a bounder,"</|quote|>protested Fielding. "His nerves are on edge, that's all." "What | smoking with two Indians." "She stopped, as she smokes, by her own wish, old man." "Yes, that's all right in England." "I really can't see the harm." "If you can't see, you can't see. . . . Can't you see that fellow's a bounder?" Aziz flamboyant, was patronizing Mrs. Moore.<|quote|>"He isn't a bounder,"</|quote|>protes... | "I say, old man, do excuse me, but I think perhaps you oughtn't to have left Miss Quested alone." "I'm sorry, what's up?" replied Fielding, also trying to be genial. "Well . . . I'm the sun-dried bureaucrat, no doubt; still, I don't like to see an English girl left smoking with two Indians." "She stopped, as she smokes... | greasily confidential to Miss Quested, only to enlist her support; nor to be loud and jolly towards Professor Godbole. A strange quartette he fluttering to the ground, she puzzled by the sudden ugliness, Ronny fuming, the Brahman observing all three, but with downcast eyes and hands folded, as if nothing was noticeable... | and neither happened to be his subordinate. As private individuals he forgot them. Unfortunately Aziz was in no mood to be forgotten. He would not give up the secure and intimate note of the last hour. He had not risen with Godbole, and now, offensively friendly, called from his seat, "Come along up and join us, Mr. He... | famous Marabar Caves. Perhaps that is our empty brag." "No, I should not quite say that." "Describe them to this lady, then." "It will be a great pleasure." He forewent the pleasure, and Aziz realized that he was keeping back something about the caves. He realized because he often suffered from similar inhibitions hims... | last hour. He had not risen with Godbole, and now, offensively friendly, called from his seat, "Come along up and join us, Mr. Heaslop; sit down till your mother turns up." Ronny replied by ordering one of Fielding's servants to fetch his master at once. "He may not understand that. Allow me" Aziz repeated the order id... | A Passage To India |
protested Fielding. | No speaker | Moore. "He isn't a bounder,"<|quote|>protested Fielding.</|quote|>"His nerves are on edge, | Aziz flamboyant, was patronizing Mrs. Moore. "He isn't a bounder,"<|quote|>protested Fielding.</|quote|>"His nerves are on edge, that's all." "What should have | "She stopped, as she smokes, by her own wish, old man." "Yes, that's all right in England." "I really can't see the harm." "If you can't see, you can't see. . . . Can't you see that fellow's a bounder?" Aziz flamboyant, was patronizing Mrs. Moore. "He isn't a bounder,"<|quote|>protested Fielding.</|quote|>"His nerves a... | do excuse me, but I think perhaps you oughtn't to have left Miss Quested alone." "I'm sorry, what's up?" replied Fielding, also trying to be genial. "Well . . . I'm the sun-dried bureaucrat, no doubt; still, I don't like to see an English girl left smoking with two Indians." "She stopped, as she smokes, by her own wish... | Quested, only to enlist her support; nor to be loud and jolly towards Professor Godbole. A strange quartette he fluttering to the ground, she puzzled by the sudden ugliness, Ronny fuming, the Brahman observing all three, but with downcast eyes and hands folded, as if nothing was noticeable. A scene from a play, thought... | be his subordinate. As private individuals he forgot them. Unfortunately Aziz was in no mood to be forgotten. He would not give up the secure and intimate note of the last hour. He had not risen with Godbole, and now, offensively friendly, called from his seat, "Come along up and join us, Mr. Heaslop; sit down till you... | that is our empty brag." "No, I should not quite say that." "Describe them to this lady, then." "It will be a great pleasure." He forewent the pleasure, and Aziz realized that he was keeping back something about the caves. He realized because he often suffered from similar inhibitions himself. Sometimes, to the exasper... | was extraordinary about the Marabar Caves. Into this Ronny dropped. With an annoyance he took no trouble to conceal, he called from the garden: "What's happened to Fielding? Where's my mother?" "Good evening!" she replied coolly. "I want you and mother at once. There's to be polo." "I thought there was to be no polo." ... | A Passage To India |
"His nerves are on edge, that's all." | Cyril Fielding | isn't a bounder," protested Fielding.<|quote|>"His nerves are on edge, that's all."</|quote|>"What should have upset his | was patronizing Mrs. Moore. "He isn't a bounder," protested Fielding.<|quote|>"His nerves are on edge, that's all."</|quote|>"What should have upset his precious nerves?" "I don't know. | as she smokes, by her own wish, old man." "Yes, that's all right in England." "I really can't see the harm." "If you can't see, you can't see. . . . Can't you see that fellow's a bounder?" Aziz flamboyant, was patronizing Mrs. Moore. "He isn't a bounder," protested Fielding.<|quote|>"His nerves are on edge, that's all.... | me, but I think perhaps you oughtn't to have left Miss Quested alone." "I'm sorry, what's up?" replied Fielding, also trying to be genial. "Well . . . I'm the sun-dried bureaucrat, no doubt; still, I don't like to see an English girl left smoking with two Indians." "She stopped, as she smokes, by her own wish, old man.... | to enlist her support; nor to be loud and jolly towards Professor Godbole. A strange quartette he fluttering to the ground, she puzzled by the sudden ugliness, Ronny fuming, the Brahman observing all three, but with downcast eyes and hands folded, as if nothing was noticeable. A scene from a play, thought Fielding, who... | subordinate. As private individuals he forgot them. Unfortunately Aziz was in no mood to be forgotten. He would not give up the secure and intimate note of the last hour. He had not risen with Godbole, and now, offensively friendly, called from his seat, "Come along up and join us, Mr. Heaslop; sit down till your mothe... | our empty brag." "No, I should not quite say that." "Describe them to this lady, then." "It will be a great pleasure." He forewent the pleasure, and Aziz realized that he was keeping back something about the caves. He realized because he often suffered from similar inhibitions himself. Sometimes, to the exasperation of... | could be regained. He did not mean to be greasily confidential to Miss Quested, only to enlist her support; nor to be loud and jolly towards Professor Godbole. A strange quartette he fluttering to the ground, she puzzled by the sudden ugliness, Ronny fuming, the Brahman observing all three, but with downcast eyes and h... | A Passage To India |
"What should have upset his precious nerves?" | Ronny Heaslop | are on edge, that's all."<|quote|>"What should have upset his precious nerves?"</|quote|>"I don't know. He was | bounder," protested Fielding. "His nerves are on edge, that's all."<|quote|>"What should have upset his precious nerves?"</|quote|>"I don't know. He was all right when I left." | old man." "Yes, that's all right in England." "I really can't see the harm." "If you can't see, you can't see. . . . Can't you see that fellow's a bounder?" Aziz flamboyant, was patronizing Mrs. Moore. "He isn't a bounder," protested Fielding. "His nerves are on edge, that's all."<|quote|>"What should have upset his pr... | to have left Miss Quested alone." "I'm sorry, what's up?" replied Fielding, also trying to be genial. "Well . . . I'm the sun-dried bureaucrat, no doubt; still, I don't like to see an English girl left smoking with two Indians." "She stopped, as she smokes, by her own wish, old man." "Yes, that's all right in England."... | loud and jolly towards Professor Godbole. A strange quartette he fluttering to the ground, she puzzled by the sudden ugliness, Ronny fuming, the Brahman observing all three, but with downcast eyes and hands folded, as if nothing was noticeable. A scene from a play, thought Fielding, who now saw them from the distance a... | Unfortunately Aziz was in no mood to be forgotten. He would not give up the secure and intimate note of the last hour. He had not risen with Godbole, and now, offensively friendly, called from his seat, "Come along up and join us, Mr. Heaslop; sit down till your mother turns up." Ronny replied by ordering one of Fieldi... | quite say that." "Describe them to this lady, then." "It will be a great pleasure." He forewent the pleasure, and Aziz realized that he was keeping back something about the caves. He realized because he often suffered from similar inhibitions himself. Sometimes, to the exasperation of Major Callendar, he would pass ove... | must become a man before comfort could be regained. He did not mean to be greasily confidential to Miss Quested, only to enlist her support; nor to be loud and jolly towards Professor Godbole. A strange quartette he fluttering to the ground, she puzzled by the sudden ugliness, Ronny fuming, the Brahman observing all th... | A Passage To India |
"I don't know. He was all right when I left." | Cyril Fielding | have upset his precious nerves?"<|quote|>"I don't know. He was all right when I left."</|quote|>"Well, it's nothing I've said," | edge, that's all." "What should have upset his precious nerves?"<|quote|>"I don't know. He was all right when I left."</|quote|>"Well, it's nothing I've said," said Ronny reassuringly. "I never | England." "I really can't see the harm." "If you can't see, you can't see. . . . Can't you see that fellow's a bounder?" Aziz flamboyant, was patronizing Mrs. Moore. "He isn't a bounder," protested Fielding. "His nerves are on edge, that's all." "What should have upset his precious nerves?"<|quote|>"I don't know. He wa... | sorry, what's up?" replied Fielding, also trying to be genial. "Well . . . I'm the sun-dried bureaucrat, no doubt; still, I don't like to see an English girl left smoking with two Indians." "She stopped, as she smokes, by her own wish, old man." "Yes, that's all right in England." "I really can't see the harm." "If you... | strange quartette he fluttering to the ground, she puzzled by the sudden ugliness, Ronny fuming, the Brahman observing all three, but with downcast eyes and hands folded, as if nothing was noticeable. A scene from a play, thought Fielding, who now saw them from the distance across the garden grouped among the blue pill... | be forgotten. He would not give up the secure and intimate note of the last hour. He had not risen with Godbole, and now, offensively friendly, called from his seat, "Come along up and join us, Mr. Heaslop; sit down till your mother turns up." Ronny replied by ordering one of Fielding's servants to fetch his master at ... | lady, then." "It will be a great pleasure." He forewent the pleasure, and Aziz realized that he was keeping back something about the caves. He realized because he often suffered from similar inhibitions himself. Sometimes, to the exasperation of Major Callendar, he would pass over the one relevant fact in a position, t... | Professor Godbole, who had risen with deference. "There is but little to see at our poor college." Ronny took no notice, but continued to address his remarks to Adela; he had hurried away from his work to take her to see the polo, because he thought it would give her pleasure. He did not mean to be rude to the two men,... | A Passage To India |
"Well, it's nothing I've said," | Ronny Heaslop | all right when I left."<|quote|>"Well, it's nothing I've said,"</|quote|>said Ronny reassuringly. "I never | "I don't know. He was all right when I left."<|quote|>"Well, it's nothing I've said,"</|quote|>said Ronny reassuringly. "I never even spoke to him." "Oh | see, you can't see. . . . Can't you see that fellow's a bounder?" Aziz flamboyant, was patronizing Mrs. Moore. "He isn't a bounder," protested Fielding. "His nerves are on edge, that's all." "What should have upset his precious nerves?" "I don't know. He was all right when I left."<|quote|>"Well, it's nothing I've said... | "Well . . . I'm the sun-dried bureaucrat, no doubt; still, I don't like to see an English girl left smoking with two Indians." "She stopped, as she smokes, by her own wish, old man." "Yes, that's all right in England." "I really can't see the harm." "If you can't see, you can't see. . . . Can't you see that fellow's a ... | the sudden ugliness, Ronny fuming, the Brahman observing all three, but with downcast eyes and hands folded, as if nothing was noticeable. A scene from a play, thought Fielding, who now saw them from the distance across the garden grouped among the blue pillars of his beautiful hall. "Don't trouble to come, mother," Ro... | intimate note of the last hour. He had not risen with Godbole, and now, offensively friendly, called from his seat, "Come along up and join us, Mr. Heaslop; sit down till your mother turns up." Ronny replied by ordering one of Fielding's servants to fetch his master at once. "He may not understand that. Allow me" Aziz ... | the pleasure, and Aziz realized that he was keeping back something about the caves. He realized because he often suffered from similar inhibitions himself. Sometimes, to the exasperation of Major Callendar, he would pass over the one relevant fact in a position, to dwell on the hundred irrelevant. The Major accused him... | He did not mean to be impertinent to Mr. Heaslop, who had never done him harm, but here was an Anglo-Indian who must become a man before comfort could be regained. He did not mean to be greasily confidential to Miss Quested, only to enlist her support; nor to be loud and jolly towards Professor Godbole. A strange quart... | A Passage To India |
said Ronny reassuringly. | No speaker | "Well, it's nothing I've said,"<|quote|>said Ronny reassuringly.</|quote|>"I never even spoke to | all right when I left." "Well, it's nothing I've said,"<|quote|>said Ronny reassuringly.</|quote|>"I never even spoke to him." "Oh well, come along | . . Can't you see that fellow's a bounder?" Aziz flamboyant, was patronizing Mrs. Moore. "He isn't a bounder," protested Fielding. "His nerves are on edge, that's all." "What should have upset his precious nerves?" "I don't know. He was all right when I left." "Well, it's nothing I've said,"<|quote|>said Ronny reassuri... | the sun-dried bureaucrat, no doubt; still, I don't like to see an English girl left smoking with two Indians." "She stopped, as she smokes, by her own wish, old man." "Yes, that's all right in England." "I really can't see the harm." "If you can't see, you can't see. . . . Can't you see that fellow's a bounder?" Aziz f... | the Brahman observing all three, but with downcast eyes and hands folded, as if nothing was noticeable. A scene from a play, thought Fielding, who now saw them from the distance across the garden grouped among the blue pillars of his beautiful hall. "Don't trouble to come, mother," Ronny called; "we're just starting." ... | hour. He had not risen with Godbole, and now, offensively friendly, called from his seat, "Come along up and join us, Mr. Heaslop; sit down till your mother turns up." Ronny replied by ordering one of Fielding's servants to fetch his master at once. "He may not understand that. Allow me" Aziz repeated the order idiomat... | that he was keeping back something about the caves. He realized because he often suffered from similar inhibitions himself. Sometimes, to the exasperation of Major Callendar, he would pass over the one relevant fact in a position, to dwell on the hundred irrelevant. The Major accused him of disingenuousness, and was ro... | the polo, because he thought it would give her pleasure. He did not mean to be rude to the two men, but the only link he could be conscious of with an Indian was the official, and neither happened to be his subordinate. As private individuals he forgot them. Unfortunately Aziz was in no mood to be forgotten. He would n... | A Passage To India |
"I never even spoke to him." | Ronny Heaslop | I've said," said Ronny reassuringly.<|quote|>"I never even spoke to him."</|quote|>"Oh well, come along now, | I left." "Well, it's nothing I've said," said Ronny reassuringly.<|quote|>"I never even spoke to him."</|quote|>"Oh well, come along now, and take your ladies away; | you see that fellow's a bounder?" Aziz flamboyant, was patronizing Mrs. Moore. "He isn't a bounder," protested Fielding. "His nerves are on edge, that's all." "What should have upset his precious nerves?" "I don't know. He was all right when I left." "Well, it's nothing I've said," said Ronny reassuringly.<|quote|>"I n... | no doubt; still, I don't like to see an English girl left smoking with two Indians." "She stopped, as she smokes, by her own wish, old man." "Yes, that's all right in England." "I really can't see the harm." "If you can't see, you can't see. . . . Can't you see that fellow's a bounder?" Aziz flamboyant, was patronizing... | all three, but with downcast eyes and hands folded, as if nothing was noticeable. A scene from a play, thought Fielding, who now saw them from the distance across the garden grouped among the blue pillars of his beautiful hall. "Don't trouble to come, mother," Ronny called; "we're just starting." Then he hurried to Fie... | not risen with Godbole, and now, offensively friendly, called from his seat, "Come along up and join us, Mr. Heaslop; sit down till your mother turns up." Ronny replied by ordering one of Fielding's servants to fetch his master at once. "He may not understand that. Allow me" Aziz repeated the order idiomatically. Ronny... | keeping back something about the caves. He realized because he often suffered from similar inhibitions himself. Sometimes, to the exasperation of Major Callendar, he would pass over the one relevant fact in a position, to dwell on the hundred irrelevant. The Major accused him of disingenuousness, and was roughly right,... | took no trouble to conceal, he called from the garden: "What's happened to Fielding? Where's my mother?" "Good evening!" she replied coolly. "I want you and mother at once. There's to be polo." "I thought there was to be no polo." "Everything's altered. Some soldier men have come in. Come along and I'll tell you about ... | A Passage To India |
"Oh well, come along now, and take your ladies away; the catastrophe over." | Cyril Fielding | never even spoke to him."<|quote|>"Oh well, come along now, and take your ladies away; the catastrophe over."</|quote|>"Fielding . . . don't | said," said Ronny reassuringly. "I never even spoke to him."<|quote|>"Oh well, come along now, and take your ladies away; the catastrophe over."</|quote|>"Fielding . . . don't think I'm taking it badly, | Aziz flamboyant, was patronizing Mrs. Moore. "He isn't a bounder," protested Fielding. "His nerves are on edge, that's all." "What should have upset his precious nerves?" "I don't know. He was all right when I left." "Well, it's nothing I've said," said Ronny reassuringly. "I never even spoke to him."<|quote|>"Oh well,... | to see an English girl left smoking with two Indians." "She stopped, as she smokes, by her own wish, old man." "Yes, that's all right in England." "I really can't see the harm." "If you can't see, you can't see. . . . Can't you see that fellow's a bounder?" Aziz flamboyant, was patronizing Mrs. Moore. "He isn't a bound... | and hands folded, as if nothing was noticeable. A scene from a play, thought Fielding, who now saw them from the distance across the garden grouped among the blue pillars of his beautiful hall. "Don't trouble to come, mother," Ronny called; "we're just starting." Then he hurried to Fielding, drew him aside and said wit... | offensively friendly, called from his seat, "Come along up and join us, Mr. Heaslop; sit down till your mother turns up." Ronny replied by ordering one of Fielding's servants to fetch his master at once. "He may not understand that. Allow me" Aziz repeated the order idiomatically. Ronny was tempted to retort; he knew t... | He realized because he often suffered from similar inhibitions himself. Sometimes, to the exasperation of Major Callendar, he would pass over the one relevant fact in a position, to dwell on the hundred irrelevant. The Major accused him of disingenuousness, and was roughly right, but only roughly. It was rather that a ... | Quested, only to enlist her support; nor to be loud and jolly towards Professor Godbole. A strange quartette he fluttering to the ground, she puzzled by the sudden ugliness, Ronny fuming, the Brahman observing all three, but with downcast eyes and hands folded, as if nothing was noticeable. A scene from a play, thought... | A Passage To India |
"Fielding . . . don't think I'm taking it badly, or anything of that sort. . . . I suppose you won't come on to the polo with us? We should all be delighted." | Ronny Heaslop | ladies away; the catastrophe over."<|quote|>"Fielding . . . don't think I'm taking it badly, or anything of that sort. . . . I suppose you won't come on to the polo with us? We should all be delighted."</|quote|>"I'm afraid I can't, thanks | along now, and take your ladies away; the catastrophe over."<|quote|>"Fielding . . . don't think I'm taking it badly, or anything of that sort. . . . I suppose you won't come on to the polo with us? We should all be delighted."</|quote|>"I'm afraid I can't, thanks all the same. I'm awfully | nerves are on edge, that's all." "What should have upset his precious nerves?" "I don't know. He was all right when I left." "Well, it's nothing I've said," said Ronny reassuringly. "I never even spoke to him." "Oh well, come along now, and take your ladies away; the catastrophe over."<|quote|>"Fielding . . . don't thi... | she smokes, by her own wish, old man." "Yes, that's all right in England." "I really can't see the harm." "If you can't see, you can't see. . . . Can't you see that fellow's a bounder?" Aziz flamboyant, was patronizing Mrs. Moore. "He isn't a bounder," protested Fielding. "His nerves are on edge, that's all." "What sho... | thought Fielding, who now saw them from the distance across the garden grouped among the blue pillars of his beautiful hall. "Don't trouble to come, mother," Ronny called; "we're just starting." Then he hurried to Fielding, drew him aside and said with pseudo-heartiness, "I say, old man, do excuse me, but I think perha... | Heaslop; sit down till your mother turns up." Ronny replied by ordering one of Fielding's servants to fetch his master at once. "He may not understand that. Allow me" Aziz repeated the order idiomatically. Ronny was tempted to retort; he knew the type; he knew all the types, and this was the spoilt Westernized. But he ... | exasperation of Major Callendar, he would pass over the one relevant fact in a position, to dwell on the hundred irrelevant. The Major accused him of disingenuousness, and was roughly right, but only roughly. It was rather that a power he couldn't control capriciously silenced his mind. Godbole had been silenced now; n... | so he said nothing, and ignored the provocation that Aziz continued to offer. Aziz was provocative. Everything he said had an impertinent flavour or jarred. His wings were failing, but he refused to fall without a struggle. He did not mean to be impertinent to Mr. Heaslop, who had never done him harm, but here was an A... | A Passage To India |
"I'm afraid I can't, thanks all the same. I'm awfully sorry you feel I've been remiss. I didn't mean to be." | Cyril Fielding | We should all be delighted."<|quote|>"I'm afraid I can't, thanks all the same. I'm awfully sorry you feel I've been remiss. I didn't mean to be."</|quote|>So the leave-taking began. Every | to the polo with us? We should all be delighted."<|quote|>"I'm afraid I can't, thanks all the same. I'm awfully sorry you feel I've been remiss. I didn't mean to be."</|quote|>So the leave-taking began. Every one was cross or wretched. | spoke to him." "Oh well, come along now, and take your ladies away; the catastrophe over." "Fielding . . . don't think I'm taking it badly, or anything of that sort. . . . I suppose you won't come on to the polo with us? We should all be delighted."<|quote|>"I'm afraid I can't, thanks all the same. I'm awfully sorry yo... | fellow's a bounder?" Aziz flamboyant, was patronizing Mrs. Moore. "He isn't a bounder," protested Fielding. "His nerves are on edge, that's all." "What should have upset his precious nerves?" "I don't know. He was all right when I left." "Well, it's nothing I've said," said Ronny reassuringly. "I never even spoke to hi... | to Fielding, drew him aside and said with pseudo-heartiness, "I say, old man, do excuse me, but I think perhaps you oughtn't to have left Miss Quested alone." "I'm sorry, what's up?" replied Fielding, also trying to be genial. "Well . . . I'm the sun-dried bureaucrat, no doubt; still, I don't like to see an English gir... | Ronny was tempted to retort; he knew the type; he knew all the types, and this was the spoilt Westernized. But he was a servant of the Government, it was his job to avoid "incidents," so he said nothing, and ignored the provocation that Aziz continued to offer. Aziz was provocative. Everything he said had an impertinen... | It was rather that a power he couldn't control capriciously silenced his mind. Godbole had been silenced now; no doubt not willingly, he was concealing something. Handled subtly, he might regain control and announce that the Marabar Caves were full of stalactites, perhaps; Aziz led up to this, but they weren't. The dia... | A strange quartette he fluttering to the ground, she puzzled by the sudden ugliness, Ronny fuming, the Brahman observing all three, but with downcast eyes and hands folded, as if nothing was noticeable. A scene from a play, thought Fielding, who now saw them from the distance across the garden grouped among the blue pi... | A Passage To India |
So the leave-taking began. Every one was cross or wretched. It was as if irritation exuded from the very soil. Could one have been so petty on a Scotch moor or an Italian alp? Fielding wondered afterwards. There seemed no reserve of tranquillity to draw upon in India. Either none, or else tranquillity swallowed up ever... | No speaker | I didn't mean to be."<|quote|>So the leave-taking began. Every one was cross or wretched. It was as if irritation exuded from the very soil. Could one have been so petty on a Scotch moor or an Italian alp? Fielding wondered afterwards. There seemed no reserve of tranquillity to draw upon in India. Either none, or else ... | you feel I've been remiss. I didn't mean to be."<|quote|>So the leave-taking began. Every one was cross or wretched. It was as if irritation exuded from the very soil. Could one have been so petty on a Scotch moor or an Italian alp? Fielding wondered afterwards. There seemed no reserve of tranquillity to draw upon in I... | think I'm taking it badly, or anything of that sort. . . . I suppose you won't come on to the polo with us? We should all be delighted." "I'm afraid I can't, thanks all the same. I'm awfully sorry you feel I've been remiss. I didn't mean to be."<|quote|>So the leave-taking began. Every one was cross or wretched. It was... | all." "What should have upset his precious nerves?" "I don't know. He was all right when I left." "Well, it's nothing I've said," said Ronny reassuringly. "I never even spoke to him." "Oh well, come along now, and take your ladies away; the catastrophe over." "Fielding . . . don't think I'm taking it badly, or anything... | oughtn't to have left Miss Quested alone." "I'm sorry, what's up?" replied Fielding, also trying to be genial. "Well . . . I'm the sun-dried bureaucrat, no doubt; still, I don't like to see an English girl left smoking with two Indians." "She stopped, as she smokes, by her own wish, old man." "Yes, that's all right in ... | he was a servant of the Government, it was his job to avoid "incidents," so he said nothing, and ignored the provocation that Aziz continued to offer. Aziz was provocative. Everything he said had an impertinent flavour or jarred. His wings were failing, but he refused to fall without a struggle. He did not mean to be i... | willingly, he was concealing something. Handled subtly, he might regain control and announce that the Marabar Caves were full of stalactites, perhaps; Aziz led up to this, but they weren't. The dialogue remained light and friendly, and Adela had no conception of its underdrift. She did not know that the comparatively s... | retort; he knew the type; he knew all the types, and this was the spoilt Westernized. But he was a servant of the Government, it was his job to avoid "incidents," so he said nothing, and ignored the provocation that Aziz continued to offer. Aziz was provocative. Everything he said had an impertinent flavour or jarred. ... | A Passage To India |
"Good-bye, Mr. Fielding, and thank you so much. . . . What lovely College buildings!" | Mrs. Moore | really, and detesting each other.<|quote|>"Good-bye, Mr. Fielding, and thank you so much. . . . What lovely College buildings!"</|quote|>"Good-bye, Mrs. Moore." "Good-bye, Mr. | on the surface, but detestable really, and detesting each other.<|quote|>"Good-bye, Mr. Fielding, and thank you so much. . . . What lovely College buildings!"</|quote|>"Good-bye, Mrs. Moore." "Good-bye, Mr. Fielding. Such an interesting afternoon. | upon in India. Either none, or else tranquillity swallowed up everything, as it appeared to do for Professor Godbole. Here was Aziz all shoddy and odious, Mrs. Moore and Miss Quested both silly, and he himself and Heaslop both decorous on the surface, but detestable really, and detesting each other.<|quote|>"Good-bye, ... | I didn't mean to be." So the leave-taking began. Every one was cross or wretched. It was as if irritation exuded from the very soil. Could one have been so petty on a Scotch moor or an Italian alp? Fielding wondered afterwards. There seemed no reserve of tranquillity to draw upon in India. Either none, or else tranquil... | nerves are on edge, that's all." "What should have upset his precious nerves?" "I don't know. He was all right when I left." "Well, it's nothing I've said," said Ronny reassuringly. "I never even spoke to him." "Oh well, come along now, and take your ladies away; the catastrophe over." "Fielding . . . don't think I'm t... | enlist her support; nor to be loud and jolly towards Professor Godbole. A strange quartette he fluttering to the ground, she puzzled by the sudden ugliness, Ronny fuming, the Brahman observing all three, but with downcast eyes and hands folded, as if nothing was noticeable. A scene from a play, thought Fielding, who no... | enthralled him and was akin to abstract thought. On he chattered, defeated at every move by an opponent who would not even admit that a move had been made, and further than ever from discovering what, if anything, was extraordinary about the Marabar Caves. Into this Ronny dropped. With an annoyance he took no trouble t... | alone." "I'm sorry, what's up?" replied Fielding, also trying to be genial. "Well . . . I'm the sun-dried bureaucrat, no doubt; still, I don't like to see an English girl left smoking with two Indians." "She stopped, as she smokes, by her own wish, old man." "Yes, that's all right in England." "I really can't see the h... | A Passage To India |
"Good-bye, Mrs. Moore." | Cyril Fielding | . What lovely College buildings!"<|quote|>"Good-bye, Mrs. Moore."</|quote|>"Good-bye, Mr. Fielding. Such an | you so much. . . . What lovely College buildings!"<|quote|>"Good-bye, Mrs. Moore."</|quote|>"Good-bye, Mr. Fielding. Such an interesting afternoon. . . ." | do for Professor Godbole. Here was Aziz all shoddy and odious, Mrs. Moore and Miss Quested both silly, and he himself and Heaslop both decorous on the surface, but detestable really, and detesting each other. "Good-bye, Mr. Fielding, and thank you so much. . . . What lovely College buildings!"<|quote|>"Good-bye, Mrs. M... | It was as if irritation exuded from the very soil. Could one have been so petty on a Scotch moor or an Italian alp? Fielding wondered afterwards. There seemed no reserve of tranquillity to draw upon in India. Either none, or else tranquillity swallowed up everything, as it appeared to do for Professor Godbole. Here was... | know. He was all right when I left." "Well, it's nothing I've said," said Ronny reassuringly. "I never even spoke to him." "Oh well, come along now, and take your ladies away; the catastrophe over." "Fielding . . . don't think I'm taking it badly, or anything of that sort. . . . I suppose you won't come on to the polo ... | he fluttering to the ground, she puzzled by the sudden ugliness, Ronny fuming, the Brahman observing all three, but with downcast eyes and hands folded, as if nothing was noticeable. A scene from a play, thought Fielding, who now saw them from the distance across the garden grouped among the blue pillars of his beautif... | by an opponent who would not even admit that a move had been made, and further than ever from discovering what, if anything, was extraordinary about the Marabar Caves. Into this Ronny dropped. With an annoyance he took no trouble to conceal, he called from the garden: "What's happened to Fielding? Where's my mother?" "... | continued to offer. Aziz was provocative. Everything he said had an impertinent flavour or jarred. His wings were failing, but he refused to fall without a struggle. He did not mean to be impertinent to Mr. Heaslop, who had never done him harm, but here was an Anglo-Indian who must become a man before comfort could be ... | A Passage To India |
"Good-bye, Mr. Fielding. Such an interesting afternoon. . . ." | Adela Quested | College buildings!" "Good-bye, Mrs. Moore."<|quote|>"Good-bye, Mr. Fielding. Such an interesting afternoon. . . ."</|quote|>"Good-bye, Miss Quested." "Good-bye, Dr. | . . . What lovely College buildings!" "Good-bye, Mrs. Moore."<|quote|>"Good-bye, Mr. Fielding. Such an interesting afternoon. . . ."</|quote|>"Good-bye, Miss Quested." "Good-bye, Dr. Aziz." "Good-bye, Mrs. Moore." "Good-bye, | Godbole. Here was Aziz all shoddy and odious, Mrs. Moore and Miss Quested both silly, and he himself and Heaslop both decorous on the surface, but detestable really, and detesting each other. "Good-bye, Mr. Fielding, and thank you so much. . . . What lovely College buildings!" "Good-bye, Mrs. Moore."<|quote|>"Good-bye,... | if irritation exuded from the very soil. Could one have been so petty on a Scotch moor or an Italian alp? Fielding wondered afterwards. There seemed no reserve of tranquillity to draw upon in India. Either none, or else tranquillity swallowed up everything, as it appeared to do for Professor Godbole. Here was Aziz all ... | all right when I left." "Well, it's nothing I've said," said Ronny reassuringly. "I never even spoke to him." "Oh well, come along now, and take your ladies away; the catastrophe over." "Fielding . . . don't think I'm taking it badly, or anything of that sort. . . . I suppose you won't come on to the polo with us? We s... | the ground, she puzzled by the sudden ugliness, Ronny fuming, the Brahman observing all three, but with downcast eyes and hands folded, as if nothing was noticeable. A scene from a play, thought Fielding, who now saw them from the distance across the garden grouped among the blue pillars of his beautiful hall. "Don't t... | who would not even admit that a move had been made, and further than ever from discovering what, if anything, was extraordinary about the Marabar Caves. Into this Ronny dropped. With an annoyance he took no trouble to conceal, he called from the garden: "What's happened to Fielding? Where's my mother?" "Good evening!" ... | struggle. He did not mean to be impertinent to Mr. Heaslop, who had never done him harm, but here was an Anglo-Indian who must become a man before comfort could be regained. He did not mean to be greasily confidential to Miss Quested, only to enlist her support; nor to be loud and jolly towards Professor Godbole. A str... | A Passage To India |
"Good-bye, Miss Quested." | Cyril Fielding | interesting afternoon. . . ."<|quote|>"Good-bye, Miss Quested."</|quote|>"Good-bye, Dr. Aziz." "Good-bye, Mrs. | "Good-bye, Mr. Fielding. Such an interesting afternoon. . . ."<|quote|>"Good-bye, Miss Quested."</|quote|>"Good-bye, Dr. Aziz." "Good-bye, Mrs. Moore." "Good-bye, Dr. Aziz." "Good-bye, | and Miss Quested both silly, and he himself and Heaslop both decorous on the surface, but detestable really, and detesting each other. "Good-bye, Mr. Fielding, and thank you so much. . . . What lovely College buildings!" "Good-bye, Mrs. Moore." "Good-bye, Mr. Fielding. Such an interesting afternoon. . . ."<|quote|>"Goo... | been so petty on a Scotch moor or an Italian alp? Fielding wondered afterwards. There seemed no reserve of tranquillity to draw upon in India. Either none, or else tranquillity swallowed up everything, as it appeared to do for Professor Godbole. Here was Aziz all shoddy and odious, Mrs. Moore and Miss Quested both sill... | said Ronny reassuringly. "I never even spoke to him." "Oh well, come along now, and take your ladies away; the catastrophe over." "Fielding . . . don't think I'm taking it badly, or anything of that sort. . . . I suppose you won't come on to the polo with us? We should all be delighted." "I'm afraid I can't, thanks all... | the Brahman observing all three, but with downcast eyes and hands folded, as if nothing was noticeable. A scene from a play, thought Fielding, who now saw them from the distance across the garden grouped among the blue pillars of his beautiful hall. "Don't trouble to come, mother," Ronny called; "we're just starting." ... | made, and further than ever from discovering what, if anything, was extraordinary about the Marabar Caves. Into this Ronny dropped. With an annoyance he took no trouble to conceal, he called from the garden: "What's happened to Fielding? Where's my mother?" "Good evening!" she replied coolly. "I want you and mother at ... | . . I'm the sun-dried bureaucrat, no doubt; still, I don't like to see an English girl left smoking with two Indians." "She stopped, as she smokes, by her own wish, old man." "Yes, that's all right in England." "I really can't see the harm." "If you can't see, you can't see. . . . Can't you see that fellow's a bounder?... | A Passage To India |
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